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I could not pronounce. I found quickly a free table outside and sat there. As a waitress came up to me and asked something in Italian I got anxious, but a young man, as I know now, his name was Ismail, approached us. With his deep low voice, he said, “I noticed that you have some trouble with Italian, would you mind if I help.” I was speechless, taken aback by his beauty, not by his looks, no - he looked completely normal, but something about him was so simply beautiful. After he explained what the waitress said, we had lunch together.