On Friday night, Bill and I decided to walk down the Via del Corso toward the Via di Condotti and on the way made a stop at the Trevi Fountain. Roberta, I thought of you. Well, there's really not much to say except that this time we knew we were getting close to the fountain because we could hear the water. On a more plebeian level, the number of souvenir shops also increased the closer we got to the fountain.
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