{"id":1363,"date":"2013-06-18T18:20:52","date_gmt":"2013-06-18T16:20:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rickzullo.com\/?p=1363"},"modified":"2021-11-12T21:54:16","modified_gmt":"2021-11-12T20:54:16","slug":"life-and-death-in-venice","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/rickzullo.com\/life-and-death-in-venice\/","title":{"rendered":"Life and Death in Venice"},"content":{"rendered":"
“But come back in November or December, in February or March, when the fog, la nebbia, settles upon the city like a marvelous monster, and you will have little trouble believing that things can appear and disappear in this labyrinthine city, or that time here could easily slip in its sprockets and take you, willingly or unwillingly, back.”<\/i> –Erica Jong, “A City of Love and Death: Venice”<\/p>\n
Before arriving in Rome in July of 2010, I had the fortunate circumstance to live in Venice for a few months.\u00a0 I went there to study Venetian history through the lens of its literary traditions with a group of professors and students from my hometown in Florida (Florida Atlantic University in Boca Raton, with professors Emanuele Pettener and Ilaria Serra).\u00a0 I shared an apartment in the Castello district, just behind Piazza San Zaccaria, only about 100 meters from the Venetian lagoon.\u00a0 It was just far enough from the midday swell of tourists to feel homey, and yet central enough to give me the illusion of being Venetian for a short while.<\/p>\n
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