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The alleys of the old town of Syracuse show typical Mediterranean style and cactii, the latter indigenous to the island where prickly pear can be picked en masse practically anywhere. Which gets us to Sicilian food. It takes no culinary genius to recognize its innate goodness just as it takes no expert to know when hifis sound compelling.

This particular church dedicated to St. Agata had its saint on procession somewhere around town but the energy inside was very potent nonetheless. Had we stayed longer, we'd likely have seen the associated fireworks.