XXV

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XXV Africa shined of stunning and indescribable beauty. The only land comparable to that spectacle of colors was Sicily, the homeland she remembered everything about, even the most insignificant details. She associated the freshness of the evening, which arrived on time after a day of scorching heat, to the sensations experienced during her youth. She went back with the memory. Perhaps her life would have been different, but she had no regret about the choices she had made. Maddalena Baggio Musumeci watched the sunset from the roof of the Imperial, the new hotel built in Cheren after the conquest of Abyssinia. She used to meet him at the end of the day, walking under the desert arcades of the corn seed market and, taking a glass of mastic, she went on the roof and even higher by the rick

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