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“Steep hills give way to gentle slopes Amid the silvery green of peaceful olive trees. The air, limpid and clear, with the scent of laurel, streams, silence, shimmering colours. Hilltop villages and ancient abbeys where humble alleyways bequeath stories. Sincere smiles and proud glances that speak of lives, austere and intense.”  |
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