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42. The Fiorentino's
It was the kind of castle I'd read about in fairytales. It appeared to be too real to be true. I was lost staring at the beautiful castle when Sergio spoke, his voice perplexing me a little. "Come on!" I clutched Sergio's arm as he led me to the castle. Men in black charcoal dark suits were lined
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