Lost and Found in Ortigia. . . The Man in the Red Pants
Wandering the sinuous, narrow vicoli of the old island city of Ortigia last month, I should have paid more attention to what turns my husband was taking just ahead. Instead, I found myself alone in the labyrinth, wondering where the man in the red pants had gone. . . But what an enticing labyrinth it was. . .
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