In Sicily, I climbed to the top of a spiral staircase in one of the old cathedrals. It was only 250 or so feet high, and the view was spectacular. But the ascent was nightmarish for me. I had to clear my mind and recite poetry: About suffering, they were never wrong, the Old Masters.... 😀)
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In Sicily, I climbed to the top of a spiral staircase in one of the old cathedrals. It was only 250 or so feet high, and the view was spectacular. But the ascent was nightmarish for me. I had to clear my mind and recite poetry: About suffering, they were never wrong, the Old Masters.... 😀)