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SHE WAS A WOMAN ALONE – The Other Countryside / Page by the novel

……………………………… Only then warned the secret of Rossella: she was a woman alone, and like him less and less to relate to others who didn’t share fully the interests. But he also knew that there was a huge difference between the stolen secrets and those given voluntarily as an act of love. He was thirty-two, twenty-four and Rossella. He felt ...

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TRAVEL IN ITALY – July 9, 1504

At seven in the morning, a Wednesday, Dies Piero da Vinci, the father of Leonardo da Vinci, at the age of 80, leaving 10 sons and two daughters. The father did not do so against the brethren and heir who opposed the illegitimacy of his birth, Leonardo asked in vain for recognition of his reasons. AGNOLO POLIZIANO                                                                                                     Oh beautiful God, ...

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SECOND ITALIAN RENAISSANCE TRIP > Pesaro: 56 km in an hour and a half

The second Italian Renaissance Trip / Pesaro: 56 km in an hour and a half: Pesaro, Villa Imperiale, Fiorenzuola di Focara, Gradara, Tavullia, Borgo Santa Maria, Ginestreto, Candelara, Novilara (situated on a terrace overlooking the sea, is a place of archaeological finds, but also a village with all its qualities still intact. In 1475 his palace – tower housed the ...

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INTIMATE REMAIN IN ALL YOUR DEPTH – By Astonishment, poems loose in the winter

AFFINITY Similarities nearby, the complexity cozy who welcome you in silence. Intimate remain, in all your depth. ASTONISHMENT, poems loose in the winter. A short collection of poems gained in the season where everything seems to be sleeping, but where everything can be born in silence. This page is taken from the collection of poems published by Meeting Benches in ...

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DEPTH AND THICKNESS – The Intensity, short poem from “Astonishment”

  THE INTENSITY She has depth and thickness, height of each feeling and pitching of all emotions. Of each she recognizes inclinations and intonations, that always looking with sweet clarity. (Dastilige Nevante) Astonishment, poems loose in the winter. A short collection of poems, gained in the season where everything seems to be sleeping, but where everything can be born in ...

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SECOND ITALIAN RENAISSANCE TRIP > Pesaro: 56 km in an hour and a half

Thirteen routes in the Italian Renaissance, to know where to go and what to see an timeless epoch. Everyone loves to travel, but not everyone loves to travel the same way. All you have to do is have the time of your life. Meeting Benches. The way to making the world a better place is easy. SECOND ITALIAN RENAISSANCE TRIP ...

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TRAVEL IN ITALY – July 6, 1495

Battle of Fornovo, with an uncertain outcome, between the French army of Charles VIII and the armies of Milan and Venice. Agnelo Poliziano, Italian classical scholar and poet of the Florentine Renaissance, he he was writing at that time: I found myself, maidens, a beautiful morning. I lay mind: those roses then you never could tell what they were beautiful. Which ...

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THE ROAD TO HAPPINESS IS NOT THROUGH HUMAN PASSIONS – The Other Countryside / Page by the novel

………………………………..… At that moment Rossella, who knew the words of the poet, could not and should not quantify the extent of attraction to Giorgio. Simply admitted that there was a physical, could hypothesize a second as referring to the common pleasure for traveling. There was no certainty, if not the reason. After years of separation, even Giorgio was ready thrill ...

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CAMARGUE, THE FINAL DESTINATION OF THEIR TRIP – Sinkholes / Page by the novel

………………………………………….. Bratislava airport was located nine kilometers to the north-east of downtown Bratislava. There is no train connection linking it to the city. Petra and her friend Monika had reached the train station and bought bus tickets for line 61. Bus line 61 operates to/from Central Station every ten minutes. It took approximately twenty five minutes to get in front ...

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THE SMELLY DROPPINGS HAS MODDIED THEIR BOOTS – The Last Row / Page by the novel

…………………………………… The joints in bricks are arranged radially toward the centre of the vault, but to see them I have to scrape it with my shovel, because a dirty crust weighed down by mould and salt almost entirely covers the vaulted ceiling. The smelly droppings of bats has muddied our boots to mid-calf, but the most disgusting thing for both ...

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