Dying Venice: A Wistful Meditation in Prose and Pictures

[Tripatini]

Fairest among women, Venice, once powerful and rich. You are still impressive, Lady Venice, but only from a distance. The years pass rapidly, your skin withers, becomes more parched and thin, and finally drops off in lumps of plaster. Meanwhile, just as time ages all women, water wears on you more and more with every year, and your cosmetologist is already losing his patience in despair. There are plenty of younger potential clients around... keep reading