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In your dreams, there is a perfect harbor
tucked into a rocky coastline. Brightly painted boats bob at their moorings
along the sunlit boardwalk. The buildings glow in tones of umber, sienna and
pastel, rising steeply up the hillside to a lighthouse, and a crowning
church that offers a heavenly view over the whole. This dream has a name:
Portofino! |
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