San Francisco
The Italian Consulate
By the time Fausto had led Shirley and Renata down to the basement, Barnardo had finished dressing the small set and had checked his equipment. The final touch had been hanging the green, white, and red Italian tri-color as a backdrop. Now he was ready to film.
“Good morning, Fausto,” he said as his client entered the ro…
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