In the east-facing wall of the big kitchen is a low, reinforced, heavily barred door which, when opened, gives a view of the road from the provincial capital so that Florentines could see insurgents coming.
It's handy too for shaking-out the cloth and letting out the cat (sob) for a last constitutional across the rooftops and terraces. These were deserted by all birds - even the swallows swept over in Star Wars formations, without pause, while paws beneath them slashed and leapt.
A pair of ring tail doves have set up home out there now, strutting in beauty and cooing their little heads off.
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