*** I dream of hunchbacked Tiflis… – Osip Mandelstam Beyond St. Anne’s and the Bernardines, where the liturgical calendar is marked by a family of bells, the monastery is held within sand, and hills, and all that is green. Under high windows: ripples of rills wander
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The two-storey red brick house stood in a valley by a small, fast-flowing stream, not far from the water, looking neglected and dead. One might surmise that it had at some time been a water mill because of a ditch with no other discernible purpose had been dug running from the stream in the direction
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