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				<title>Soaring Through Centuries: Falcons and Farms in Tuscany</title>
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				<description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;https://crystal.kitchen/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/img_4596.jpg&#34;&gt;&lt;img src=&#34;https://crystal.kitchen/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/img_4596.jpg&#34; alt=&#34;&#34; title=&#34;IMG_4596&#34;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;A falcon catches a lure mid-air.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;After a 7 hour battle for seating on a hot, overbooked train, I stepped off the platform in San Miniato and took a good look around. This was Italy’s famed Tuscany, the stuff that Hollywood movies and expat marriage dreams are made of. All was quiet, and I paused uncertainly as I looked at the empty train station waiting room. &lt;em&gt;If I were a WWOOF host, where would I be&lt;/em&gt;, I thought to myself. My worries were allayed however, when I spotted a woman waiting around the corner. She approached me with a smile and said, “Hi, are you Crystal? I’m Amy, nice to meet you, I’m glad that you made it!”&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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