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… on the 19th and 20th of december the city was enveloped in a cold freezing fog. the skies were leaden and there were only a very few hours of daylight.
“daffodils come before the swallow dares, and take the winds of march with beauty”
shakespeare; the winter’s tale
a lot of people avoid firenze out of season — it’s damp in winter, quite cold, often rainy. the narrow streets with their overhanging eaves dripping rainwater,
everywhere one seeks to produce meaning, to make the world signify, to render it visible. We are not, however, in danger of lacking meaning; quite