Two fellows in the middle of the previously mysterious watery square who were outfitted with yellow (official I'm sure) galoshes and oversize brooms were scrapping off the green algae from the bottom and the sides of the pool.
It looked like a scene from an old film, watching them go about their business as if they in an urban parking lot instead of one of the most visited plots in the Val d'Orcia. Two days later, the stone gleaming and the good luck pennies finally visible at the bottom of the pool, everything was back to normal.
