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The meeting wasn't at the track. It was three hours south, in the rugged, salt-sprayed cliffs of La Spezia. The Monza Start
The restaurant fell silent as the patrons tasted it. It was the perfect marriage of two worlds. Monza - Spezia
From the flat, industrial plains of Milan to the rolling fog of the Apennines. The meeting wasn't at the track
Alessandro never went to that law firm. He stayed in Spezia, traded his racing suit for a chef’s coat, and opened a bistro halfway between the track and the sea. If you’d like to change the story, tell me: Should it be a story (football/racing)? in the rugged