Selinunte Akropoli at sunrise.
The sun decorates the temples in Selinunte, the moon pounds, the sea is silver, the stars make the park more welcoming, the world actually comes to ... dream.
As the sun sets in Selinunte the sky between stars and moon seems fairy; everything was here or there is nothing left even the temples hidden by the ... dune.
Chora Selinunte So remaining is a fake project, free Akropoli, and the Park, remove the large fence with bulldozers, equip the port for the expected landing.
If I am intrigued, I am not a drunkard, but it is not right to engage in memory; the surface was a brain
that wanted to tumulate (alas!) the story. A poem by Ignazio Butera
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