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The earthy aroma of a good cup of coffee fills the air. Left and right well-dressed people strut on the old roman street. Women with giant hats and long dresses, flowing like the waves of the ocean, young men proudly presenting their shining white shirts, waiters hustling through the sea of little tables filling the countless cafes lining the coast. From somewhere an old, Italian ballad glides through the air, slowly increasing in intensity, like the rising tide on a cool summer night. Up above an endless ocean of blue extends. The same sha...
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We find ourselves in a town near a river. It’s relatively small and isolated by thick forests all around. The little village is one of the few places on earth, where everybody truly knows everybody, where the same families have been living for generations, where nothing ever really seems to change. A sleepy town, where nothing ever happens, where the biggest news is the death of a neighbour, where all the young people have gone away years ago and left only the old behind to slowly fade away. Doyle was one of those left behind. He once was ...
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