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Entering the city was like stepping back in time. Having been buried under piles of volcanic ash for more than a millennium, Pompeii truly was the land that time forgot. The cobbled streets were lined with rows of stone houses, each perfectly preserved. Even intricate details - embellished door frames and Roman graffiti - could be seen on the sides of buildings. Upon passing a bakery, I caught the aroma of wood smoke drifting from an ancient oven as though it had been lit no more than a week before. But perhaps my imagination had run away with me.








