Montalcino by Jake Stewart
March 26th 2008 The frames of our bus windows filled with the darkness of the Montalcino night. Standing from the seats seemed an inconceivable notion, as their warm embrace had carried us from Venice to a deep corner of Tuscany. Had we not chosen to leave the bus it may have carried us onward, a shaky magic carpet sweeping us across the country. Though had we not left the bus driver with the peace he had truly e
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