By Jeanne Bonner A radiant summer afternoon of last year, I met in Florence (Italy) with an Italian friend whom I had not seen for years. After strolling through Piazza della Repubblica, Chiara and I stopped to look at novels in a bookstore and then enjoyed a long dinner at a
By Jeanne Bonner A radiant summer afternoon of last year, I met in Florence (Italy) with an Italian friend whom I had not seen for years. After strolling through Piazza della Repubblica, Chiara and I stopped to look at novels in a bookstore and then enjoyed a long dinner at a