These brass buzzer plates were very common around Florence. What is most remarkable, from a New Yorker's perspective, is how they could manage to keep the names updated with such a permanent material. Perhaps people don't move as often as in NYC?
The streets and sidewalks are all stone, carved on the surface so that they are not too slippery in the rain.
I loved taking this picture. Graffiti is everywhere in Florence, but it seems a bit more artful — like everything else (Yogurt was a popular tag!). This was a wall across from where we ate dinner one night. The motorcycle and the big alligator seemed to go well together.
This door bell-pull was near the central market and - apparently - the only other one in the city with devil faces besides the Pitti Palace. Ursula loved these guys, who are laughing, crying and making mean faces. Right next door is an amazing wine shop - Casa Da Vino.
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