Rural desolation
A scene from the depopulated Italian south
A dusty track diverts me away from the tarmac. It climbs through a rolling expanse of newly shooting crops towards a tumbled ruination of stones on the near horizon. Rain begins to sprinkle the earth, but soon stops, and the grey semi-cool, almost-sunny quietness continues.
An old metal sign is ahead, rusty and weatherbeaten like I imagine the abandoned …
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