Godi, Fiorenza, poi che se’ sì grande, che per mare e per terra batti l’ali, e per lo ’nferno tuo nome si spande! (Dante, Inferno, Canto XXVI) The Americans After Spain, I came to Florence, for a brief course. I’m staying in a monastery of benedictine nuns that rents rooms, located right at the edge…
Notes from the end of the liberal order: Firenze
