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    The flock does not show itself with the flicker of a fish in the air. Even in the gray water moved by the Mistral wind Giovanni senses a movement, a whirlpool. He stops the boat where the Merceddì pond touches the gates of the bridge. Beyond the slits of the old structure the waves of the open sea beat insistently. "This point is good," says Giovanni. Then he raises from the bottom of the boat, a brand new and blue "ciu", the first head of the nets, tied to a float. The "Margiaga", crasis of Marica, Gianluca and Gabriele, names of Giovanni's sons, swiftly starts on the rough surface of the pond.

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    “I started off in 2015. By that time I had been jobless for three years. For eighteen years I was a swimming coach in the municipal pool of Oristano. The refurbishment works kept it closed for five years. My house had a lot of space, and I needed to find a job that put me in contact with people. With the help of my daughter Francesca I started the beautiful adventure in the Terre del Sinis B&B". Rita Circu tells her story sitting in front of the "honeysuckle" room, dedicated like the others to the vegetation that populates her beloved Sinis. Around her the garden dotted with peasant monuments, the ancient grinding wheel for wheat, the pitcher, the drinking trough for animals that has become a flower pot 

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    “Carola was five years old in 2014. She was falling asleep while Luigi and I were discussing the right name for the guesthouse, our new adventure. I have a passion for the towers that dot the coasts of Sardinia, so we were looking for inspiration starting from one of their names. Carola said: mom, the most beautiful tower is Torremana ... meaning “Torre Manna” in Sardinian language, or Torregrande in Italian, the big Spanish construction that announces the marina of Cabras. Only later we discovered that Torremana is also a South American surname".

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    “My father was originally from Oristano, while my mother came from Cabras. I spent all the summers of my childhood here, amid so many relatives, traveling around the wonders of this land. The idea of ​​creating Aquae Sinis dates back to 2007. Two of the four structures that make up the scattered hotel today have been left to me by my grandparents. They contained wine barrels, utensils.

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    Lo spesso manuale è aperto sulla pagina delle confetture. Segni e linee interrogano la ricetta, sono la prima forma di un processo di adattamento, di riformulazione. “Mi prendevano in giroThe thick handbook is open on the “jams” chapter. Signs and lines question the recipe, they are the first form of an adaptation process, of a reformulation. "They laughed at me at the beginning, when I planted the apricot trees in the midst of the building rubble. After two years they were already bending with fruits. Jokingly I always say that it was because of Aunt Maria's chicken coop.

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    The drone hums, takes off, slowly, scattering dust and small stones around. He hoovers for a few moments, as if to weigh the flight’s conditions, then he shoots upwards, becoming a white intuition in the blue sky. From above he sees the sea touching the Gulf of Oristano, the yellow, green and brown fields of May, the tractors that move slowly along the tracks and the rectangle of young corn below.

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    “There has been a flood of cancellations. A French client, who usually comes in June, wrote to me yesterday on whatsapp, mortified for not being able to confirm. It's not easy, this is our only source of income", says Rosalba of the Torremana B&B to the other hoteliers who participate online at the meeting of the "Club Friends of Maristanis”, the vanguard of the professionals who in the eleven municipalities involved in the project decided to gather around the idea of sustainable tourism.

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    "The plants are exhausted, they went through very difficult months", says Monica Secci, agronomist of "Sa Marigosa", as she crosses the artichoke field of the big company, whose vast crops are scattered throughout the territory between the coasts of Sinis Peninsula and the Cabras pond. The plants’ leaves are stained by straw yellow, which on the edges becomes parched gray

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