“So, what is your opinion?”
I slowly dipped my bread into the meat sauce the young waiter had served to me a moment earlier. I milled the thoughts over in my mind; What would happen? My eyes flicked from my meal, sitting in a sky-blue bowl, to the eyes of Guiliano, which happened to be the exact same color. I stared at them for a minute or two, attempting to read his expression. Our conversations were always this trivial; I have never had a clear-cut idea of what the man sitting beside me was saying…

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The Life Changing Question
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