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When Rome Emptied Out

The sky opened up like it was angry at every selfie stick in the city. Hail bounced off ancient stones while tourists scattered for cover, leaving umbrellas and abandoned gelato in their wake. Then it stopped. Suddenly we were the only ones standing there—just us, the cleaning crew, and two thousand years of history. No crowds. No noise. Just the smell of wet stone and the weird intimacy of having the Colosseum to ourselves. I've seen this place in a million photos, but I'd never seen it breathe before. Sometimes the weather gives you what money can't buy: a moment that feels like it belongs to you alone. The employees nodded at us like we were part of some secret club—the people who stayed when Rome washed clean. #Travel #RomeStorm #TravelMoments