#Quante miglia alla mia redenzione ora?
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Buona festa di Santa Lucia.
There was always a paradoxical sort of quality to Saint Lucia for me—one part life, one part death. For Father, she was a promise of brighter days to come; for Mother, a warning of infinite darkness. And yet this man of winter and this woman of summer somehow found love in their contradictions.
On December 13th, 1872, a match was struck. Someone, perhaps, should have snuffed it out.
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