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Fiorella lived right there, in that blue building with large mirrored windows through which I could not look. So I saw her enter the house but then I didn't know where she was going, in the evening I couldn't see her shadow passing between the window curtains. I hated those mirrored glasses that stood between us, except when they reflected sunsets in incandescent colors.
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Fiorella abitava proprio lì, in quel palazzo blu con grandi finestre con i vetri a specchio attraverso cui non potevo guardare. Quindi la vedevo entrare in casa ma poi non sapevo dove andasse, la sera non potevo vedere la sua ombra passare tra le tende delle finestre. Odiavo quei vetri a specchio che si interponevano tra noi, a parte quando riflettevano tramonti dai colori incandescenti.
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Very nice reflections in window glass. Thank you for participating in the Reflection hunters contest! 👏 😎
It is not only a beautiful reflection photo but also a romantic story behind 😁👍! Thank you for participating in the contest again 💞