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Earlier in this year we quoted the great Dino Butsati in agreeing that the central regions

are where Italy feels most like Italy.

As Butsati said an extraordinarily human land in which to our delight the Corsarosa has

lingered and indulged our spirit of Giro Vagando this year, with its spinal cord of emerald

peaks and vine-cloped hillsides ravishing Renaissance cities with their portico piazzas

and naturally their food and wine.

But the recurring theme in our travelogue has also been this young nation's diversity,

and by that gauge, fruoli made truly contain the essence of Italy.

Two weeks into a giro in which its most successful cycling sun, Alessandro de Marquie,

for the Maliaraza for two days before crashing out on stage 12, this weekend the race will

spend two and a half days in this Italy's north-eastern most outpost.

And as it passes through may either partly decode or alternatively add to the mystique

of this most unitalian, yet for that reason perhaps quintessentially Italian corner of

Il Belpaisa.

For the birthplace of the great novelist Italo Sveevil and delicacies like Sandanjele

Ham and Collio White wine, and the scene of tragedies such as World War Battles that

collapse of the violent dam killing 2000 people in 1963, and one of Italy's most devastating

earthquakes in 1976, continues to be misunderstood and in some cases mistrusted, although respected

by many outside its parrometres.

As Mali cio chess gone of the most important fruilano newspaper in Messagiero Veneto,

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