Day 86: Bassano del Grappa

We discovered a teensy tiny bar. There's a window with a sliding opening. You ring the bell, order a glass and take your cup to sip outside.

Private, very private, parties can fit inside where drawers and chairs pop out from the walls, built with the precision of a watch. Behind the door, you've stepped through the face. Among the gears -- not just telling time, making it.