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Martellago is a locality in Metropolitan Venice, Veneto. Mapcarta, the open map.

First off, I hit the streets of Martellago, and let me tell ya, Via Roma was a total mess. Traffic everywhere! I mean, c’mon, it’s a small town! How do we have gridlock? I’m stuck behind this old dude in a Fiat, going 10 km/h. I’m like, “Bro, it’s not a Sunday drive!” Finally, I zoom past him, and I’m off to the market.