"A dip where the water is bluer, nothing more ..." and every time I hear this song it reminds me of the arrival of summer, of the trips I have done, the adventures and distractions of youth. The best memories, however, are turned to the Mediterranean, that mare nostrum that everyone envies us for the colors, the scents, the sensuality, the hospitality, the welcome, the beauty and (for better or for worse) the Italian spirit!
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