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During carnival in Ivrea, the townspeople divide into squadrons. Nobles drawn by horses travel through the main piazzas throwing oranges at the peasants, who retaliate with all their strength. Soon the air smells of citrus and all the streets are squishy!
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I hope I don't get any orange in my hair!
Should I eat this or throw it?
Ivrea
