Not Learning to Let Go

Not Learning to Let Go

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If you were to ask around Florence, the most prosperous city in Italy, about Francis O'Dell, they would tell you he was a good man, that he was respected. But this is not how Francis felt. Francis knew that his life was envied by many and people would praise him for his art, but Francis also knew he would never be as good as Leonardo da Vinci. Francis was always jealous of Leonardo. As children, when they both were apprentices under Andrea del Verrocchio. Leonardo would always be rewarded because of his great artistic skills, among other skills as well. As hard as Francis tried to do his best, he always failed, always coming in second to Leonardo. He felt that Leonardo was never at fault and was perfect. Francis was overcome with joy when he heard that Leonardo left Florence to become court artist for Ludovico Sforza. Now, Francis would have all of Florence to himself.
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You see, there are these apps where anybody can write books, stories and the sort and one day, scrolling the FB (which I don't usually do but I kill time with it on occasions) my eyes fell on a title that made me scoff. The title, 'Mafia in Love'. I remember I laughed terribly then, one of the very few times I laughed, or smiled for that matter. Some people truly feel they know anything about Mafia. It was not far from the truth, though. We are in love. We are in love with money, power, luxury and women. Actually more like to f. women. A lot. At least that's what I love. We love to say "Forget abou'it!" when actually we don't forget at all. Oh, and guns. Yeah, I was in love with my own that was never far from me, always nicely tucked in the belt of my suit pants, always my best companion. I can't even count how many times it saved my life. So, unless the story was about that, I was positive it was nothing but a load of crap and bullshit, probably written by a silly teenage girl who fell in love with some actor playing in a mafia movie. Either way, I laughed and forgot about it. For a while. Until I saw it again in a notification flashing on the screen of my phone while I was shitty high, bored and pissed in the office of my favorite club. My name is Don Raffaello Capozzi and this is the story of my only love. *Mature content"

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