Before leaving at a time of Concepcion, the very heart of Chiquitania, not a luxury that I allow myself I allowed myself some time, maybe even shame. I lie down on a bench and fall asleep, even pennica . What makes me go back in time ... the summers of childhood and adolescence in Molise, in Cantalupo nel Sannio, to sleep after lunch in the shade of a tree that shelters you from 30 degrees and alerts you of the breeze .
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