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It was the third day since the start of the month of July, the birds were chirping, and the sun was shining brightly in the clear blue sky. The gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers, creating a picturesque scene in the tranquil surroundings that, however, did not condone the landscape of Florence.
