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The
Langhe; legendary rippling hills which taste of
mountains and smell of the sea, a sanctuary of food
and wine where each individual element (a glass
of wine, a piece of cheese, the ineffable truffle)
reaches excellence.
CORINO MACHINE'S history is set here. It is here where
its characters, a little by birth and a little by luck,
are happy to play their part. To reach this place, it
is necessary to head for the Italian northwest, passing
through the "industrial triangle," the giant
urban conglomerate of the provinces of Milan, Turin and
Genoa, to reappear where the clear outlines of the most
genuine land is still to be seen.
From any way in which you arrive, you will be caught
always by the same pleasant surprise: the importance
of the highway wears off, the landscape regains
its natural essence, the fragrances become deeper
and the atmosphere becomes serene. It is there that
the industrial activities, even the ones less connected
to the fields and its products gain the positive
attitude of the craftsman way of life. |
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