Remember that scene from DKR when Alfred talks about going to Florence and having a Fernet Branca at a cafe on the banks of River Arno. "You wouldn't say anything to me, nor me to you. But we'd both know that you'd made it, that you were happy", he tells Bruce.
Ever since, I wanted to go there too. Fernet Branca alongside Arno. I too looked around. Hoping to see Bruce. But could only spot my better half looking amused. As I gulp this dark Italian amaro , I ponder, how we often create these silly fantasies in life and my god, the joy when we actually live them. Cheers.
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