FURNAS is a handsome, brightly painted village lying in the shadow of the volatile volcano after which it was named. It wouldn’t look out of place in the Pyrenees. Except it’s in the middle of the Atlantic, a thousand miles west of Lisbon and a good way east of New York, in a place where the Earth’s bowels erupted 20 million years ago, blasting nine sharp volcanic fragments into the briny.
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