This is the Hair Ball Bridge. We named with what ever seemed appropriate. This is the first Bridge we crossed on the way from our Vaparetto stop to the apartment. M-E lovingly glazed into the canal and saw a hairball. She squealed ooooooooh and then we moved on. 459 or so bridges to explore and name. I never did find Ponte de Teta....The walls are covered with lots of little shrines. This was stuck in an alcove. They were so sweet and it was such a drag that no one would let me chisel them off the wall. I guess I would go to hell and that would defeat the purpose.
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