I could never give up the pleasures of Venice is covered with confetti and the smell of mulled wine offered to the brave who risked pneumonia to brave the cold to wear bright and decidedly ill-suited to winter ... this time I was Pierrette ... but maybe next week you do the BIS to greet worthily Messer Carnival! a change of wigs, makeup and who knows what will become different?
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