Late afternoon, a secret location in Italy. You're sitting in the piazza, sipping a spritz. There is not one tourist in sight. No teeming hordes from cruise ships. You look up at the sky. It is tinged with pink. A couple of nibbles, lazy conversation. A sigh of contentment escapes your lips.
Then comes another sigh. Not of contentment.
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