The Sound of Trumpets. Dawn. In a darkened Italian tenement a bare bulb blazes suddenly. A boy of 17 winces in his sleep, begins to wake up, decides not to. Today, he remembers uneasily, is the day when childhood ends and Life begins, the day when he must go to the city to apply for his first job. "Hey Domenico!" his father hollers. "Hush, let him sleep a little more," his mother murmurs. The light goes out. In the darkness slowly the boy opens his big, gentle, worried eyes.
The look he gives the camera might just possibly fail to affect...
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