We drive across a dusty plain along a series of unpaved roads, then park in the middle of a silent vineyard.

We find a set of ancient stone steps and cautiously descend to a ledge above a quiet riverbank, where my guide pulls out a giant metal key and creaks open a metal door. Cool air blasts from the darkness and, as I step into the depths, medieval chants echo overhead.

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