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| My hosts in Pordenone, Ika and Loris. Ika is originally from Poland. Loris used to give workshops on non-violent resistance. |
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| A street in Pordenone |
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| Loris walked with me for a bit on my way out of Pordenone |
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| There are a lot of military bases in northeast Italy |
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| After I'd asked for water in a bar, this man gave me a liter of cold orange juice |
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| The church in Codroipo. I was thinking of pitching my tent just out of town, but decided to look for a bed. |
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| The priest who found me a room at the Parrocchia di Santa Maria Maggiore |
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| My room at the parrocchia was like a four-star hotel |
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| Volunteers at the parrocchia. Rina, on the left, made sure I was fed well. She was working when I went to bed, and working when I got up in the morning. |












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