Richard Green

When I first saw Villa Spinabella, perched quietly in the green hills of Marino outside Rome, I did not see the ruin that others saw. I saw bones . I saw history. I saw a house that refused to die. A house with secrets beneath the dust, stories inside its stone walls, and a beauty still fighting to shine through layers of abandonment. What I didn’t know then — but certainly know now — was that buying Villa Spinabella would become one of the most intense, frustrating, exhilarating,...

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