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Almost a year . . . a year in Sicily . . .

a year that coursed so quickly . . .

And what I now inscribe is but a trace,

a vestige of the visions shared when we

were wanderers in Sicily: for me,

you made each pilgrim path a joyous journey.

Ovid, Ex ponto 2.10 (“My Eyes,” translation by Allen Mandelbaum in Ovid in Sicily)