I. Italian Air

It had been years since the circus had last come across Italy, always deciding on another country or destination in its stead. And yet, now that they were back, now that the sweet scent of spring lay heavily in the air and the birds sang like they only did within the hills and the fields of Tuscany, it seemed like they had never left at all. The air smelled just like Ioni had remembered it. Somehow salty, though the ocean…

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Ten; Tension and Time

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Nine; Children and Chicks

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Eight; Muffins and More

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Seven; Sneakers and the Sea

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Six; Markets and Men

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Five; Leaves and Lives

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