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Piazza del Duomo at Night


An old man plays his rusty accordion

between the tables of the café,

flirting for tips.

Out here, vendors shove

selfie sticks (five euro!)

At honeymooners

who kiss for their iPhones

by the Cathedral.

An hour ago,

this square was asleep,

only pigeons and one guitarist

enjoying the twilight.

But locals and tourists

come on with the lights;

they sit on the steps,

canoodling under the Saints,

snapping photos of new Gucci

against Renaissance marble. 

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