An operatic dinner in Palermo.
January 8th 2007 It’s a Saturday afternoon in Palermo and it feels like the place is under curfew. The streets are empty; the fountains splash quietly in the piazzas in soft, musical chimes. Stray dogs are sleeping in patches of sunlight, their bellies gently heaving. You see the odd tourist - camera ready at the hip - circling the cathedral or the elaborate façades of the Quattro Canti, looking for a good ang
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