The Distant Affair

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Act I "You are wasting your hands, Carmela." The words hung in the damp air of the workshop, heavy as the wet plaster on the walls. Luca stood by the workbench, his arms crossed over his chest, watching her pick at the rough surface of the new lintel with a chisel that had gone dull from overuse. It was the year without a real winter, a strange, flat season where the fog in Venice did not lift...

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