The Dog wanted to know what all the fuss was about. Gratings, I said, and he ambled off to sleep on our neighbor's Cortile. If there isn't a piece of bread in it for him, The Dog quickly looses interest. Gads.
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Stories about renovating a 800 year old farm house located in a picturesque yet, little known area of Tuscany, called the Lunigiana.
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