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I photographed him tapping away with those glasses halfway down his nose and went to the print store to have his image enlarged. I then framed it and hung it outside on the wrought iron doors of my apartment. Above it I wrote in Italian LIFE IN TRASTEVERE.
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cobbler. It was the day years ago, when I took him boots to be repaired, that he touched my heart so profoundly that I wondered what it would be like to make him a star for the day. He’s in his eighties and cobbles shoes.
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