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At the end of every sunny day, as they head to the attic, Arlekin reaches back without looking and catches Piero’s sleeve. They walk up the stairs connected that way, bells and white fabric swaying together in the last light.
By Talking cricketAt the end of every sunny day, as they head to the attic, Arlekin reaches back without looking and catches Piero’s sleeve. They walk up the stairs connected that way, bells and white fabric swaying together in the last light.