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On a day trip to Pompeii from Rome, I stumbled across this spigot. In comparison to the rest of the treasures that this buried city has to offer, the spigot was a tiny thing. But somehow, it struck a chord within me. Whoever had built this had taken the trouble to decorate it with a little figurine of a man, to beautify such a common object. Only a cultured city that cared about having beauty in every day life would do that.
What a great city this must have been, and what a pity that it was buried with barely any notice. The perpetrator can just be seen in the background, its snow-capped peaks looking so serene. But who knows when Vesuvius will blow again?
This post was inspired by the Weekly Photo Challenge: Wall.
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