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| Bicycle touring Sardinia. "I hope that's not what I think it is," Sharon said, nodding towards the fireplace. Roasting over the coals was a split-in-two sheep's head -- complete with ears and eyes. "Ugh," I said, "I hope Francesco hasn't ordered a special treat for us." As if in reply, Francesco took out his pocketknife and expertly flipped the head over. "Oh, oh," Sharon muttered. |
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