A Tryst in Trastevere


Something about these two just caught my eye.

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Had I stumbled on a tryst? A temporary arrangement? A dangerous liaison? A lifelong affair? A plot? An intrigue? A desperate rendezvous?

Something in their look just didn’t speak “happily married old couple” to me.

But what I do know? I’m in Italy. In Trastevere. And of long, happy marriages, I know nothing.

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What do you think?

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