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flecks of limestone
dogs curl up
by the pizzeria
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Mt. Vesuvius recedes -
shamefaced
in the blue mist
.
cameras jostle for position
Pompeii plaster cast
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Love these, Ash. Even though I don’t see Vesuvius this way, love the image.
that last one is a cracker!
Thanks, Graham! Came to me during our visit, it was grotesque that kind of desperation they had, to capture it. I felt bad being a tourist myself.