In the background is the Tuscan town of Sorano where my friend Ivano has one of the original homes built into the side of the hill. This placed rocked the house. There are no cars allowed in the old city, so I could just run around off leash.
I met a minah bird that would call the preists name non-stop who happened to live up the alleyway. It seemed the only other word he knew was mamma.
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