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The Word
Alone in hopeless anguish, Stanley recounts the bittersweet days when he and Francesca first fell in love. Deep, sensual, tender love. But, like everything else Stanley had ever known, that love became warped.
In desperation Francesca changed the locks while in his own desperation Stanley did what he could to make her stay. That is, until he finally realized that in the end love conquers all.
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