Excerpt from Story # 1: Il Piccolo Tesoro
I chose this Ligurian village in the sensible way, by spreading a map of Italy across my kitchen table in Toronto, closing my eyes, and sticking a pushpin into destiny.
Stanza in affitto: one of the phrases I know by heart.
At the door of the rambling house, I knock assertively.
“Good morning.”
These stories are mostly about women who travel. Alone.
Self doesn’t pretend to have anything in common with Valerie Miner. Not. In. The. Least!
It’s been ages since she’s been in Italy. Or maybe it just feels that way. 2015. The world was so different then.
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Kanlaon 