... an early morning view from our balcony (the haze in the background, romantic though it might seem, is really pollution emanating from Naples, and decidedly reminiscent of LA) - and then finishing my drawing of Positano, which has a drawing's miraculous property to make one feel part of a place, because one's spent time actively, immersively looking. I'm going to miss Italy hugely - back in London for two nights, I can see with stabbing clarity why, when I was a teenager, I thought I'd never been anywhere so seductively beautiful.
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