A forlorn damsel on the steps on San Fransesco, during Carnevale
A young man walks by...not so unusual, except he's dressed, well, similarly.
So the damsel enters the grounds of the church, next to the convent.
The same man, not only walks by, but stops, a little freaked out himself.
So the damsel moves again, to a less conspicuous place.
But now the guy is on his knees, and her knees go weak because, well, they really do match.
But he is so kind and so handsome, she forgets why she was so down, takes his hand...
...and they walk away. Wow!
