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As the applause died down, Nafisat and Aliyu approached the street performer, who was packing up his guitar. "Grazie mille!" Nafisat exclaimed, thanking him for the beautiful music.
The street performer smiled, his eyes twinkling. "Prego, bell'amore," he replied. "It was my pleasure to play for you. You two are meant to be together, and it's clear