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In this immense Italianised villa, just little things, of course. A wandering leaf, a creaky door, a distant grunt.
In your grandfather's Italianised temple, as big as a world of a thousand souls, and where, instead, an emperor lived alone amid monochrome frescoes, coloured like snow and yellow Indian ink, you once were a child.
In this immense Italianised villa, just little things, of course. A wandering leaf, a creaky door, a distant grunt.
In your grandfather's Italianised temple, as big as a world of a thousand souls, and where, instead, an emperor lived alone amid monochrome frescoes, coloured like snow and yellow Indian ink, you once were a child.