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On the road from Castiglione to Piombino, I felt in love.
Dolce Italia, sweet Italy, like a tart of peaches with fresh cream. Cream that runs from your fingers to your hands. The scent of acacias, tomatoes, basil, thyme, marjoram, of hay, dry grass, of sun, and cool stones of a church.
Il dolce fare niente, blissful idleness, watching, strolling, talking, sitting, commenting. Being calm, agitated, emotional, laughing, crying, very happy or very angry. In Italy this is way of living