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			<title>Cathedral</title>
			<description>The archespinkbeautifulfill the piazza</description>
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			<title>Trees</title>
			<description>On the wallsin yellowredorangeand golden rays of sun</description>
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			<title>Snowflakes</title>
			<description>Excerpt from &quot;The Park&quot;.</description>
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			<title>Chapter 6 - The Elder</title>
			<description>After many years the big work from Giovanni had been finished, and it did not spread quickly at first, but every person who read it, from the ruling classes to the merchants and the craftsmen and those who heard it read out loud for them, would keep the stories in their hearts and remember them fore..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5 - Growth</title>
			<description>David felt the sunshine too.&amp;nbsp; And he was still dreaming more about the artists, the workshops, the enlightenment of the era, maybe even more so than he was drawn into the intrigues of the Palace, and Giovanni&amp;rsquo;s ascent to prominence in the ruling class of the city. His big love for the Ren..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4 - Councillor</title>
			<description>Not unexpectedly, the expedition of Cesario was a complete disaster, poorly led by his bad temper and his inability to adjust his course as the situation changed on the battlefield. They suffered a humiliating defeat, which briefly damaged the City of Florence, but quickly was directed solely on one..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3 - 1480</title>
			<description>Giovanni put down his coffee cup on the table and looked around him in the square. He loved this square, the people, and the countless years he had spent there growing up, meeting friends, having his morning coffee, thinking about life and the world, and having endless conversations about his belove..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2 - Pisa</title>
			<description>David lifted his tea cup once again, wondering about what would happen to Giovanni, but already loving the inner life of this little boy, and he too had seen the marvelous little workshops in Florence, with the craftsmen doing the work as they had been for decades, a long life in a Florentine worksh..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1 - Florence</title>
			<description>He laid back on the couch, another beautiful day. He had a cup of tea, and enjoyed the sun coming in through the windows. He was happy, but not very energetic. But this was all soon about to change.He always loved how the sun would touch the skin, warm the arm a little, or with a little soft stroke ..</description>
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			<title>The Florentine Family</title>
			<description>A 50 page story about a little family during the Renaissance, with a middle child that soon proves to be someone special for the city. A tribute to art, beauty and to the love of life.</description>
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			<title>A Florentine Family</title>
			<description>A 50 page story about a little family during the Renaissance, with a middle child that soon proves to be someone special for the city. 
A tribute to art, beauty and to the love of life.</description>
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			<title>The microphone..</title>
			<description>From &quot;Portraits&quot; - a main character about to cross a threshold.</description>
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			<title>Chapter 10</title>
			<description>From The Park - as the main character starts to change.</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>From &quot;The Park&quot; - my first novel :)</description>
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			<title>Waterdrops Falling.</title>
			<description>Excerpt from &quot;The Park&quot;</description>
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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>a moment
of love
expands in silence</description>
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			<title>Ducks..</title>
			<description>peaceful ducksglidein the sunshine</description>
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			<title>Man looking.</title>
			<description>He stopped.38.It was neither young, nor old. It was sometimes young, and sometimes adult. But never old in any meaningful sense, except &amp;ldquo;too old&amp;rdquo; for quite a few things, already.He looked around. It was quiet.Some green fields,blue skies,some clouds gliding peacefully over the horizon.Un..</description>
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			<title>Sun</title>
			<description>Introduction through a peaceful moment in the living room, gradually fading in a story from 14-hundred Florence, and a family of five living through the emerging times in Europe.</description>
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