An Etruscan city that never stopped being lived in. Volterra sits high on a Tuscan ridge, walled first by the Etruscans, whose gate still stands, guarded by three worn stone heads. Its museum holds hundreds of Etruscan funerary urns, including the Shadow of the Evening, an eerily elongated bronze boy that looks two thousand years ahead of its time. The town has quarried and carved alabaster since antiquity. Slowly its cliffs, the Balze, have swallowed churches and necropolises over the centuries, the past literally falling into the ravine.
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