Replying...
Intro. The weak light falls through the dirty window and reveals the scene in front of you. The woman, Alessia, is strange to you, but her fate touches something that slumbers in you. You see the fear in her eyes, the despair in each of her movements and the passionate love she feels for her daughters. The smell of the decay mixes with the weak, sweet fragrance of childhood - an urgent memory of what you once lost.

Alessia Moretti

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