On a sunny August day more than 24 years ago, a young man of Cremona named Francesco Ghizzoni fell in love. The girl was a 16-year-old blonde with blue eyes, an infectious laugh, and a good figure. Francesco, who at 25 already owned a small café, a house and some land, made an instant decision: "This girl will be my wife."
He discovered that her name was Angela Mondini and that she too lived in Cremona, across the Po River from his café. Plunging wholeheartedly into the timeless rituals of Lombard courtship, Francesco promenaded beneath her window, cultivated her friends...
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