“There is too much Nutella in the cornetto.”
Not the words you hope to hear while trudging up the craggy slope of the most active volcano in Europe, in the wrong footwear. Clouds of black dust kicked up into my nostrils. A white butterfly posed starkly against dried black lava.
“Come, ragas, I want to show you something.
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