A dip in the cold (Rousse)

I was telling my sister an elaborate tale of undergraduate risk (how could I ever have been so stupid?) as we approached the beautiful Italian swimming pool.

I was not tempted to take a dip – it was far too cold – but when my mother bravely dropped into the water, my sister followed.

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