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In the alleys squirreled away from the main square, a whole new world of wonderment awaits. Orange, fig, walnut and plane trees proliferate, lending a dappled shade to these labyrinthine ways. In their turn they lead effortlessly to tiny courtyards where washing dances on lines strung between Ottoman-style balconies to a symphony trilled by an orchestra of caged song birds.

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