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That night, a neighbor named Arta brought him soup. She was young, with braids and a crooked smile. She also handed him a small TV remote.

Marco didn't understand the words. But he understood the shape of them—how Arta's voice softened when she translated, how his nonna squeezed his hand from the bed, how the mountains outside swallowed the darkness without fear.

"Cado dalle nuvole," he whispered.

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"For you," she said in broken Italian. "American film. But me titra shqip —Albanian subtitles."

And Marco, for the first time, didn't feel lost. He felt held.

Arta tilted her head. "Po. You fall from clouds. But here, we catch."

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