The door to our apartment, at the top of the stairs.
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Inside, our hallway lit from the skylight.
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Our hallway mirror and hallway goat.
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Our dining table in the kitchen.
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The other end of the kitchen.
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The kitchen, with doors open to the patio.
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Looking into the living room from the hall.
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Walking into the living room...
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...and looking back at the hallway.
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Lucas' room.
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The other end, with the second bed...
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...and a desk.
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Dave's (children's) bedroom.
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Dave's bedroom, other end.
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Szymon's (master) bedroom.
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Italians like solid locks. Here, the key engages four bars top
and bottom...
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...and four dead bolts (along with the regular lock).
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And our bronze guardgoat, for good luck.
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Our bathroom.
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The shower consists of a shower head and a curtain at the
end of the bathroom.
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And of course, a bidet.
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The electric heater in the bathroom, set to "broil".
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The microwave in the kitchen, which can broil with either microwaves
or the heating element.
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The front of my building.
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Another view of our building on the piazza, showing the
newsstand and two leather stores.
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Santa Croce church, in our Piazza, is where Michelangelo and
many other famous Italians are buried.
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The large wooden front doors.
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A few of the 69 stairs climbing up to our apartment.
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A 1st-floor window from the stairwell through the thick iron
bars into the piazza.
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The 2nd-floor landing...
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... and the view from the landing over the crowds of tourists
in the piazza.
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The 2nd-floor terrace, as seen from the stairwell.
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The view off our kitchen balcony, across Piazza Santa Croce. This was
taken the day of a farmer's market, so the piazza is filled with
tents and people.
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