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Spina, the natural essence of hospitality.

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The island is a graffiti drawing in the sea,
a rock emerged from time
that gives the peace you are looking for.

The fragrance comes from the saltiness,
mixes with the earth and envelops
what we dispense on the table.

Few rooms, all cozy:
from the terraces and the balcony
the foaming of the waves
broadcasting the song of the sirens.

Spina, the natural essence of hospitality.

L’isola è un graffito nel mare,
una roccia emersa dal tempo
che dona la pace che stai cercando.
Il profumo nasce dalla salsedine,
si mischia alla terra e avvolge
ciò che dispensiamo sulla tavola.
Poche le stanze, tutte accoglienti:
dalle terrazze e dal balcone
lo spumeggiare delle onde
e in filodiffusione il canto delle sirene.
Spina, l’essenza naturale dell’ospitalità.

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Dreams do come true:
keep in touch to find out more about Spina and Folegandros Island.

Se la nostra idea di Spina così come l’isola di Folegandros ti ispirano, 
rimani in contatto con noi.

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