Siena is a cinnamon brown, red and deep pink. On a spring evening it looks like a mass of hot earth, kneaded with blood and veined with gold, piled on a pedestal. Its roofs undulate like a sea of dark honey, from which rises the impossibly slender, angular tower of the town hall, the Torre del Mangia.
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Siena is a cinnamon brown, red and deep pink. On a spring evening it looks like a mass of hot earth, kneaded with blood and veined with gold, piled on a pedestal. Its roofs undulate like a sea of dark honey, from which rises the impossibly slender, angular tower of the town hall, the Torre del Mangia.