Twenty-one hours later, ten o’clock in the morning Milan time.
The Emmanuel II promenade had just awakened in the warm morning light, and travelers from all over the world poured in in an endless stream.
As always, this fashionable commercial street, which is well-known in Italy and the world, has gathered countless luxury enthusiasts, unabated in the cold early winter season.
Hazel pushed the coat box into the cross arcade, stopped in front of an independent store called “Y&E” in Jiaoli, took off her sunglasses and knocked on the glass door twice.
The Chinese woman in the shop who was wiping the window raised her eyes and beckoned to her in surprise: “Alice!”
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