draaama

Draaama No 1:
There is this guy outside who begs for money and he's really smart I would say. He strategically positions himself outside the biennale grounds, knowing that there's a large influx of tourists/biennale visitors around. The drama unfolds when I saw him, sitting next to his wife, looking really pathetic while his wifes puts out her hands asking for money somewhere else. A beggar tag-team duo? More draama when I saw him and his wife shopping at Billa - the local supermarket, yesterday. In his wife's basket was some tenderloin steak and quite a fair amount of groceries. To think I pitied him and wanted to make an extra portion of my breakfast each day. Draaama.

Draaama No 2:
There was a naked man, fully unclothed = naked man near the Arsenale ticket office. He was shouting and screaming outside a door. I thought he got locked out while taking a shower or something along a prankster around. What if he comes into the pavilion and decided to seek shelter in our toilets? I called for the Arsenale people, just to make sure that they're aware of things outside and then .... *jang-jaNG-JANG* ...

Draaama No 3:
Apparently, there's an asylum or some kind of a refuge near the Arsenale ticket office. No wonder we've been getting some crazy people around. The Arsenale stuff told me that there are some nuns who will hand out some food to these people, thus explains the influx of wierd people around.Speaking of wierd people, this concludes the existence of the quasimodo-wierdo guy who came to "attack" Nat a few weeks ago.So, everything is normal here in Venice actually. You just don't know the source of the happenings, until weeks later.

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