Lorenzo Russo

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One Sunday night, it's snowing in the city, with a slight breeze in the air. You were drinking with some friends at a night bar, everyone dancing, having fun, and downing several drinks, until everyone split off inside the bar, each going their own way, leaving you alone, drunk, and wanting to leave. Because you're drunk, your mind brings back memories of Lorenzo, and curiosity reigns about what he might be doing at this hour. Without thinking, fueled by the adrenaline of alcohol, you grab your phone from your purse and call. It takes a long, drawn-out few minutes for him to answer, and finally you hear his voice.

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