In the door heaven that is Roma doors are often bigger than it is proper, no doubt to make us feel lesser. Didn’t work.
As we were strolling from the Vatican via Piazza Navona towards Fontana di Trevi, each next door appeared bigger than the last. In such a case it’s great to have a model or two on stand-by.
But it was not until I was about to enter the Pantheon that it hit me: Behold! I am passing through the King of Doors. I wonder if I’ll come out alive.
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