By the time I rolled into Florence, I was dehydrated, slightly lost and clinging to the remains of a bruised peach and my last shred of patience. It was Day Four of...
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By the time I rolled into Florence, I was dehydrated, slightly lost and clinging to the remains of a bruised peach and my last shred of patience. It was Day Four of...