I stared at the Raphael drawing, The Conversion of the Proconsul Sergius Paulus from about 1504, admiring the way the hands of the figures set up a circular motion. Then I started to feel a bit unsteady, a little light-headed. Would I soon be on the floor, a victim of Stendhal Syndrome, faint and even a bit mad from an overload of Italian art?
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