When Julia arrived home, it was almost noon. She rang the bell, as she had lost her key when she fell in the canal. Gaia appeared at the window.


She rushed out of the apartment door, where two women were waiting for Julia’s return, too excited to talk. She opened the door to Campo dei Fiori and there Julia was, her hands empty, her arms wide open, ready to embrace her.


About Marco

My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

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