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The last contessa.
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The world will some day see
paintings of her, and of her and me,
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and then it will think: "What a pity
they have gone and left nothing behind."
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We will be remembered.
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Because the last contessa
was a movie star?
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You cannot marry a woman
as if you were putting on a play,
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because she's the type you've in mind,
because she's perfectly cast
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as a portrait of the last
Contessa Torlato-Favrini.
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Maria is a living woman,
too much in love with you.
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Have you thought
for a moment about her?
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Have you thought about
anybody else but yourself
:20:45
and your obsession with 14 letters of the
alphabet arranged in a hyphenated name?
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Thought about anybody else?
Yes. Yes, Eleonora, I have.
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About everybody else, it seems to me.
:20:57
I have thought about every individual
living man, woman and child in the world,
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it seems to me.
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I've had the time for it, you know?
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Since the 25th October 1942, to be exact.
:21:11
It's a lot of time.
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Especially when it
stands still with loneliness.
:21:18
Especially when it has
no days and nights,
:21:21
but just days that turn black
when the sun sets.
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It's a lot of time.
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Especially when there
is nothing to think of
:21:30
but all the living men,
women and children in the world.
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And nothing to do
but to think about them.
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And no way to forget
that I am none of them.
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Perhaps I have become, as you put it,
obsessed by our name and our past,
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and the absence of our future,
and by our paintings.
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As if, in some magical way,
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our long line of paintings will
accomplish what we cannot.