25. Doge's Palace

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"Look at you." He nudges me. "Ever been to a game?"

"Of course not. This is my first time in Italy."

"Right. Right." Marcel nods. "Maybe when they play Manchester, you can see them."

"Maybe."

Statures and century-old architecture creeps me out. At the same time, I find it to be the most beautiful form of art. There was no such thing as technology. You have to appreciate the craft, detail, and sacrifice of these timeless pieces. That's one of the many reasons why I adore Europe. It was no surprise that the Venetian Gothic style of Doge's Palace would take my breath away.

"How did people make such artwork like this centuries ago?" Marcel's eyes are glued to the ceiling

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"How did people make such artwork like this centuries ago?" Marcel's eyes are glued to the ceiling. "How the hell did they get up there?" He mutters. I don't think it worked like that buddy.

 I don't think it worked like that buddy

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"They had so much more patience." My nose is also pointed to the overhead artistry. "The attention to detail – stunning."

"Right this way everyone

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"Right this way everyone." Another guide shows us around the museum. We've been here for 20 minutes and I've already forgotten her name. "Here, we have-"

Marcel's accent steals me away from my awed sightseeing. "You fit right in." He holds the viewfinder of his camera before me.

"Sneaky."

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