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	<title>Comments on: A moment&#8217;s peace.</title>
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		<title>By: Camille</title>
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		<dc:creator>Camille</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 20 May 2006 22:17:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a place Venice must be, confined to the point where you can't ignore what's in front of you or around you.  I haven't been there, but having read your blog, I get the impression that people live in Venice because they want to be there, not because they have to be there.  And they (and you, Nan) are sort of all in it together.  Who knows what that man was thinking?  Maybe he was thinking, well, we're all in this together, so we might as well give a hand (or a leg or two).</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a place Venice must be, confined to the point where you can&#8217;t ignore what&#8217;s in front of you or around you.  I haven&#8217;t been there, but having read your blog, I get the impression that people live in Venice because they want to be there, not because they have to be there.  And they (and you, Nan) are sort of all in it together.  Who knows what that man was thinking?  Maybe he was thinking, well, we&#8217;re all in this together, so we might as well give a hand (or a leg or two).</p>
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		<title>By: nan</title>
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		<dc:creator>nan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 May 2006 10:34:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was so struck by the fact that someone first had the time, and then took it, to just stay with this woman. Perhaps he was lonely and had nothing do himself, but if I was lonely and had nothing else to do, I'm fairly sure I wouldn't have sat for hours on some church steps while a madwoman slept between my legs.

There are compassionate people everywhere, doing incredible works, big and small. It's just that here, like everything else, you see it up close.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was so struck by the fact that someone first had the time, and then took it, to just stay with this woman. Perhaps he was lonely and had nothing do himself, but if I was lonely and had nothing else to do, I&#8217;m fairly sure I wouldn&#8217;t have sat for hours on some church steps while a madwoman slept between my legs.</p>
<p>There are compassionate people everywhere, doing incredible works, big and small. It&#8217;s just that here, like everything else, you see it up close.</p>
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		<title>By: EVO</title>
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		<dc:creator>EVO</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 May 2006 04:58:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nan, how lovely. Most of us (I hope) feel compassion when we are confronted by these that are alone and less fortunate.  I am sure the pianissimo pace of Venice makes these confrontations more poignant. Somehow, you piece reminded of a tale in John Brendtâ€™s The City of Falling Angels (for sure a controversial book in Venice, but I have been enjoying it â€“ especially the spatting of the rich kids running Save Venice).  He tells of the graffiti scrolled by Mario Stefani before his suicide: [I]Solitudine non Ã¨ essere soli, Ã¨ amare gli altri inutilmente[/I]. - Loneliness is not being alone; it's loving others to no avail.  Well, maybe, but the lady in San Felice would probably disagree.  Sorry about the appartamento. Sta calma con una bella figura.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nan, how lovely. Most of us (I hope) feel compassion when we are confronted by these that are alone and less fortunate.  I am sure the pianissimo pace of Venice makes these confrontations more poignant. Somehow, you piece reminded of a tale in John Brendtâ€™s The City of Falling Angels (for sure a controversial book in Venice, but I have been enjoying it â€“ especially the spatting of the rich kids running Save Venice).  He tells of the graffiti scrolled by Mario Stefani before his suicide: [I]Solitudine non Ã¨ essere soli, Ã¨ amare gli altri inutilmente[/I]. - Loneliness is not being alone; it&#8217;s loving others to no avail.  Well, maybe, but the lady in San Felice would probably disagree.  Sorry about the appartamento. Sta calma con una bella figura.</p>
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		<title>By: Shannon</title>
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		<dc:creator>Shannon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 May 2006 04:24:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a beautiful thing to read, Nan.  I meant to comment tonight on your upcoming possible move (which totally sucks) but your account of this little Strada Nova Street Scene is tender and evocative.  Made me homesick for that tiny corner of the world that you, Giovanni, Andrea and Francesco inhabit.  Brava.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a beautiful thing to read, Nan.  I meant to comment tonight on your upcoming possible move (which totally sucks) but your account of this little Strada Nova Street Scene is tender and evocative.  Made me homesick for that tiny corner of the world that you, Giovanni, Andrea and Francesco inhabit.  Brava.</p>
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