The Arno is a river in Tuscany, Italy, that crosses all the region from Mount Falterona (near Arezzo, in Casentino area, to Pisa[?] where it enters Tyrrhenian Sea.
It crosses Florence too, where it passes below the Ponte Vecchio.
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