slowly I started to love Iza hearted. I cried for
Iza precisely because it is of stone, steel, ice. Iza
not moved. Iza
organizes everything. Iza
not ever fold.
How can you feel sympathy for such a character? Let alone love him.
Yet it happened to me this strange thing in this strange time in my life. I still believe deeply
che i cuori di pietra siano quelli più bisognosi d'amore.
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