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“The French poet Mallarmé claimed that “everything in the world exists to end up in a book.” So if every boy is a book, Federico, well-mannered and melancholy, was some kind of modern Edward Scissorhands created by a graphic novelist; while Matteo was pure passion like Romeo: intense, idealistic and imperfectly real.”

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Soccer Sweetheart: Don't kiss Juliet goodbye

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