When was that Dream?

I’m in Rome, trying to find my way around. This is not too long ago, maybe a day or two after seeing a dwarf nun walk across St. Peters Square. I’m back on the streets. I need to get to an apartment on one of the back lanes — Via de Something — one with broken pavement, a steep hill, and Smart Cars parked horizontally among the scooters upon the narrow sidewalks. I’m getting closer to where I need to be, I think. The street dips to the shadows of a tunnel to pass under something. Now under the surface I think, “Wait, have I been here before? I swear I’ve been here, or is this a dream? I wonder, where would I have seen this tunnel? I’m having another one of those Fellini moments.

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