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Summer series: the sun of Assisi, in the footsteps of Saint Francis
We woke up fresh as roaches. The night is a remission of sentence. The fatigue, the headaches, the nausea had disappeared. Serge, perky, seemed like a young man. The intoxication of a wandering life flowed through our veins. Succumbing to the call of the road, we set off again at a good pace, with ants in our legs. At a crossroads, hesitating about the direction, we did like Francesco with Brother Massée in The Fioretti: we drew straws.
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