Does travel change us for the better?

SIRACUSA, SICILY—When I was 17 years old, I had a premonition I would die at noon the next Friday. Instead, at that exact moment, I won a trip to Italy. I had never travelled far: my world was small, parochial, and insular. It revolved around a 10-kilometre radius in centr...
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