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In Rome: Slow Down and Smell the Abundance of Fountains

I pulled a Carrie Bradshaw early in the day. Not the good kind. The falling-face-down-in-Dior kind. But not that bad. That would be a mortifying, embarrassing moment. Let’s hope we never, ever have one of those. Before spending the evening at the Trevi Fountain (It could well be called a city of fountains. Or is it already…