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  1. I know how someone who has never traveled the length and breadth of our country might imagine it, someone who has only seen its long profile on the atlas pages: high stretches of dry, red earth between two seas that mark east and west, arid land, treeless, seared by the wind and the breath of the sun, the breath of salt; and so it is, over great stretches of it, as soon as one goes above a thousand feet on the trip from one to another of its towered and cupolaed cities -- it is arid over great s [...]

  2. I'm not going to pretend I got every nuance of this post-war Italian novel, but I definitely enjoyed it. In a broken but revived Italy, people begin cramming into the trains that haven't run for years to find lost loved ones and visit long-lost homes. In this same terrain, a group of random wanderers find a bombed out and abandoned small village. They begin by removing mines from the land, planting wheat, and fixing up one building after another. They have a rustic and communal existence that se [...]

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