Sketches of Hope on an Italian Hilltop

There are things about this tiny hilltop village that you could only know if you stayed awhile.

You would see that there is a rhythm to the day, and a pattern to the flow of people who stroll its narrow streets -- streets that belonged first to the Etruscans, then to the Romans, then to medieval farmers, and now to a dwindling number of mostly elderly residents. You would hear the voices of tourists who gather around cafe tables set up in the dirt piazza each afternoon, but only the

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