Roaming Through Rome

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I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him as he stood just across the street. He was so beautiful that it scared me. His skin was tanned to perfection by the Italian sun and his eyes revealed that he had an old soul. Just by the way he stood I could see that he was knowledgeable and unique but I was too intimidated to walk up to him. He reminds me of Beauty and the Beast in the sense that he was very masculine, but oozed an unexplanable elegance.