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He saw her through the crowd. How unusually attractive, he thought, alone but confident, not quite part of the scene, but detached, perhaps amused by it all. They spoke briefly. She smiled at him and they wandered outside. “What do you do?” “I am a writer.” “That is absurd but romantic nonetheless. I don’t know …
“Papa, will you give me a break… Yes, I am going to see the clients in the morning.” Giorgio hung up in exasperation. He lit a cigarette. He was still fuming at his father when he saw the Count standing at the bar. Giorgio had not seen the Count for a number of years. He …