Slap, slap, slap ... SLAP! as of a hand on a cheek...wavelets in the canal...
A caw, a cry, a sudden cacaphony of gulls on a nearby roof, disputing territory...
The deep thrumming of a vaporetto engine, water pushed before the hull, building, building, hmmmmmmmmmm, then passing...
Voices, disconcertingly sudden, at the window, the tall narrow window framed in sound-dampening wooden shutters so that you cannot hear anyone until they're right outside and then a blast of liquid Italian vowels, the up-and-down rhythm of a sentence and then gone...
Breathing, like a steam vent at the volcano, like bear or a dog, something with a big, deep chest...
A sound like a baby crying, cats mewling, catterwauling, then nothing...
slap, slap, slap... SLAP!
I will miss this and I will remember it.
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