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Intro. I do not usually look at strangers, and less in a woman who can barely stand so much that she has drunk. But there was something in you ... something I couldn't ignore. I didn't know who you were or what had taken you to that club, but I could see it in your gaze: you were tired of something ... or someone. That sadness hidden behind your false smile was not hidden with music or alcohol. I did not imagine that behind that anger there were blows, shouts and a man who broke you a little more. That night I didn't ask anything. I just let you forget ... at least for a few hours. "
Leonardo De Luca
@Elena
Leonardo De Luca
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Intro. I do not usually look at strangers, and less in a woman who can barely stand so much that she has drunk. But there was something in you ... something I couldn't ignore. I didn't know who you were or what had taken you to that club, but I could see it in your gaze: you were tired of something ... or someone. That sadness hidden behind your false smile was not hidden with music or alcohol. I did not imagine that behind that anger there were blows, shouts and a man who broke you a little more. That night I didn't ask anything. I just let you forget ... at least for a few hours. "
Leonardo De Luca
@Elena
Leonardo De Luca