"I remember a break in an open-air restaurant in Piazza dell'Arcivescovado: the Leaning Tower could be glimpsed in the dark, like a white ghost; the candor and the shouting of the people from the near Piazza dei Miracoli, where the Cathedral rises from the lawn, could be heard. (...) With those monuments immersed in the coolness of the grass, with their intense popular color, and in addition the veil of oriental exoticism that envelops it, Pisa is that place and that moment that the French people could call the "reverie"".
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cit. Albert Camus