The night was swarthy in the piazza, and small groups of us sat, scattered about on the baked stones listening to the frantic notes played by the pianist on an electric keyboard. There was an urgency in their high pitched trill, like time slipping away as we grasped at its ethereal tendrils. And my days […]

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Navigating my way out from deep within the caverns of Bologna Centrale involved getting lost. The train station has now been much redone from my initial visit a decade ago, and they need to work on the signage here. But the misdirection only added to the anticipation that resonated through my bones and into my […]

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