Venice, Carnival: the game of seduction at Caffè Florian

I adjust my golden jacket and close the last black velvet button. It fits me perfectly. I look at my reflection in the mirror and my eyes linger on every single well-finished detail of my suit. I’m finally ready to go out, destination: Caffè Florian. Since I’m so euphoric and in a hurry as well, […]

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Caffè Florian: three centuries of love, history and art

A walk with a decisive step and an impeccable posture: the chest outward, the shoulders back and the chin slightly forward. Tonic muscles that stand out below his dark clothes and some pronounced facial features, hidden by the shadow of the hat. He is advancing in the crowd, without going unnoticed. He is a young […]

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