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Burgundy has a precision sophistication. A patina of centuries-old ware dates everything, yet each stone…

The sounds of loud, fastly-spoken French swarmed through the air. Calloused, sunkissed hands blurred with…

“Scusi, can you tell me where the hospices is?” said a voice in a thick…

Shadows animated with imperfect, jerky movements on the white surface. The black silhouette of a…

The plunger pressed the course grounds to the bottom of the pitcher, and the liquid…

Interrupting the featureless farmland a peculiar treeline appeared on the horizon. It was obviously not…