Every day, in Gubbio, the grand
piazza wakes up beautifully. She
feels you without rolling long
her welcome; you must approach
her, after all. You have come this far.
Savor those last steps, see her
well for the first time; you will never
see her so clearly again. This is how,
this is who she will always be,
for you.
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