Picture walking through Pompeii. Ancient streets, ruined houses, frescoes that somehow survived a volcano, Vesuvius sitting in the distance looking far too calm considering what it did the last time. Then you turn a corner and there’s a vineyard. Not a reconstruction behind glass, not a handful of decorative vines…
There’s a two-thousand-year-old law that technically banned people from planting new vineyards in Italy. Nobody’s enforced it in nearly two millennia. Nobody’s even tried in centuries. And here’s the part I love: the emperor who wrote it gave up enforcing it within his own lifetime. I stumbled onto this chasing…
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