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Florence, Italy.
It is the early spring of 1849. An English poet stands at the large window of
his Casa Guidi, gazing at the illumined features of the San Felice church as
the sun rises. He doesn't hear his wife as she steals in behind him, but feels
her soft hand on his shoulder preventing him from turning around. At the same
time, he notices a packet of papers gently pushed into his coat pocket. From
behind she whispers, "Read this. If y |
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