Volume 20, Number 5 · April 5, 1973

Can Venice Be Saved?

By Robert M. Adams

What 'Saving Venice' means became a problem for me Friday morning, November 17, a cold gray day. With the wind blowing hard down the Grand Canal from the harbor off Salute, a disorderly, cheerful, hoarsevoiced tangle of men, all squat and square in the Venetian style, wearing duffle coats and turtleneck sweaters, gathered under a red flag. A young fellow with a bullhorn gave the cue, and they responded: 'Padroni…baroni…fuori i coglioni!' which might be loosely translated,



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