Description: Rossella Visconti Ana had driven me to the airport. She looked sad when she kissed me goodbye, thinking about my long trip across the country; I would be away from home at least one entire week. It was late; almost midnight, when I finally boarded the plane. Some minutes passed and then I thought to myself it would be my lucky night; because just few more passengers were boarding: the plane looked as it would leave almost empty. I had two empty seats by my side and I was hoping...
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