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><channel><title>Angie&#039;s DIARY&#187; Angie</title> <atom:link href="http://angiesdiary.com/author/angie/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" /><link>http://angiesdiary.com</link> <description>Stories &#38; Articles</description> <lastBuildDate>Tue, 07 Sep 2010 06:24:45 +0000</lastBuildDate> <language>en</language> <sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod> <sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency> <generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1</generator> <item><title>Uncle Salvatore – part three</title><link>http://angiesdiary.com/stories/romantic-thriller/uncle-salvatore-part-three/</link> <comments>http://angiesdiary.com/stories/romantic-thriller/uncle-salvatore-part-three/#comments</comments> <pubDate>Fri, 26 Mar 2010 13:38:34 +0000</pubDate> <dc:creator>Angie</dc:creator> <category><![CDATA[Romantic Thriller]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Stories]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Linguine alle Vongole in Bianco]]></category> <category><![CDATA[pasta]]></category> <category><![CDATA[recipe]]></category><guid
isPermaLink="false">http://angiesdiary.com/?p=2628</guid> <description><![CDATA[I woke up to the crowing of an overzealous rooster, and with the sweet musky odor of Catharina in my nostrils, I opened my eyes, only to find Catharina staring at me with a sensuous smile,  supporting her head on her elbow, her legs entangled with mine. The evening before we spent in what the [...]<br
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isPermaLink="false">http://angiesdiary.com/?p=2398</guid> <description><![CDATA[A ministerial Fiat 130 limousine came to a screeching halt in front of us, and a slender, well dressed man in his late thirties got out of the car in a smooth cat-like manner&#8230; &#8216;Uncle Salvatore&#8217; Catharina squealed, hurling herself at him and hugging him passionately. &#8216;Ciao, tesorina&#8217;, he said in a low baritone, smiling [...]<br
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isPermaLink="false">http://angiesdiary.com/?p=2047</guid> <description><![CDATA[(continued from: “The Bishop”) A sudden draft made me shiver, and as I was wondering how this was possible in this heat of summer, the door of Mother Ferocia’s office swung open, revealing a stocky, authoritarian woman. ‘Greetings, my children, may the lord bless you and your loved ones. Please step into my chambers’, she [...]<br
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isPermaLink="false">http://angiesdiary.com/?p=2033</guid> <description><![CDATA[You&#8217;ve been drinking wine for years, and enjoying every drop of it. You just always looked at it as your end of the day reward, a little something just for you. Well now you can pat yourself on the back, because it turns out you&#8217;re doing something very good for your health. Live Longer by [...]<br
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isPermaLink="false">http://angiesdiary.com/?p=1980</guid> <description><![CDATA[(continued from: &#8220;The Bishop &#8211; part two&#8221;) We got off the train and asked for information about the last part of our trip to the Convent of San Bonifacio. Unlike me, Catharina seemed to be suffering disproportionately from having her period, and as a result looked ominous during the whole trip. When we got off [...]<br
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/>]]></description> <wfw:commentRss>http://angiesdiary.com/stories/the-bishop-part-three/feed/</wfw:commentRss> <slash:comments>7</slash:comments> </item> <item><title>The Bishop &#8211; part two</title><link>http://angiesdiary.com/stories/the-bishop-part-two/</link> <comments>http://angiesdiary.com/stories/the-bishop-part-two/#comments</comments> <pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2009 15:30:07 +0000</pubDate> <dc:creator>Angie</dc:creator> <category><![CDATA[Stories]]></category> <category><![CDATA[attraction]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Food and Spirituality]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Romantic Thriller]]></category><guid
isPermaLink="false">http://angiesdiary.com/?p=1899</guid> <description><![CDATA[(continued from: “The Bishop &#8211; part one“) We left the “Pensione Mirafiori” immediately after breakfast and got on a bus to Livorno’s Central Station. We figured out the best connection to Lauredana Colonna’s convent and then we were on our way. On the train we sat next to a Calabrese family that was surrounded by [...]<br
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isPermaLink="false">http://angiesdiary.com/?p=1700</guid> <description><![CDATA[(continued from: “The Corsicans“) As the door of the restaurant closed behind us, Catharina slipped her arm under my elbow and sisterly we walked towards The “Pensione Mirafiori” (bed &#38; breakfast) that was recommended by the chef, and supposed to be just a few blocks away. The intimacy of the moment was felt by the [...]<br
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isPermaLink="false">http://angiesdiary.com/?p=1571</guid> <description><![CDATA[It was almost eight o’clock in the evening when we arrived at the restaurant of which Catharina had spoken of. We were ushered to a private corner and the waiter brought us “bruschette” with fresh tomato paste and garlic. Apparently the restaurant decided what their clients were going to eat, as nobody seemed to be [...]<br
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isPermaLink="false">http://angiesdiary.com/?p=1446</guid> <description><![CDATA[The old lady looked weary and tired but her tears had dried up and she had regained her composure. I could see that her face had certain, distinct aristocratic features that I hadn’t noticed before, and she suddenly looked less frail and old to me than during my initial impression. Involuntarily I had to think [...]<br
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isPermaLink="false">http://angiesdiary.com/?p=1424</guid> <description><![CDATA[Catharina looked serene the next morning as we set out to travel. Nothing in her composure revealed anything about the sensual intermezzo of the night before. We took an early train, and with un-Italian timeliness we left the station without any delay. We were on our way, following the coastal track for Piombino, where we [...]<br
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