When you think about Venice, what comes to mind? Is it the water filled canals, teeming with over 45 different species of eel? Is it Valentino, the beefy oarsmen, who promised to take you to his villa in Tuscany? What about the gondolas, the little boats that harken you back to a more innocent time, when a man could simply row his way to the old bagno turco.

Be it what it may, Venice brings to mind something different for each of us.

For Andrew, the chap in the photos below, Venice is a city of unbridled lust, and unequalled passion. It is the kind of place where you can step out in your finest suede button down shirt, meet a beautiful woman in a red floral dress, and make incredible Whynatte with her alongside ancient buildings and flowing canals.

You don’t have to speak Italian to know that those are some fine gondolas in the background.

I had a dream the other night that the streets of Atlanta were filled with latte, and that I was in a gondola floating from here to there. I would dip my mug into the river of latte, and bring it forth to my lips. Best dream ever.