When Freedom Had a Name

When Freedom Had a Name

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A bittersweet slow-burn set in nineteenth-century England. The year is 1885. A seventeen-year-old young man leaves his family home to begin life on his own terms. He heads to Liverpool, hoping that the vast port city and its thousands of unfamiliar faces will become a wellspring of inspiration. The unlikely saviour of his artistically unfulfilled soul proves to be a small tavern at the end of a street. Unspoken feelings, quiet tension, and a poet's restless passion draw him into a world where a single glance may alter the course of a life forever. __________________________________________________ English is not my mother toungue. For any language mistakes I make - I'm deeply sorry and don't hesitate to let me know!
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