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"I suppose... I always thought that it was better, to be a fake somebody... than a real nobody." Orphaned and raised by his cruel Aunt Dottie, life wasn't always as smooth as Harry Styles would've liked it to be. He always felt like a nobody; a mere burden to others, never secure in the value of his own personality. The year is 1958, it's summer, and he lives in a murky basement of an apartment in the core of New York City. For a thousand dollars, he agrees to travel to Italy on a peculiar assignment: Persuading a rich man's son to return home. In Italy, Harry instantly falls in love with Louis' lifestyle. He's willing do anything to be just like the playboy, always comparing himself to him. The two of them become brotherly close, and travel around Italy together. The mysterious, beautiful, musical, lonely, troubled, confused, loving, sad, intelligent, haunted, passionate, sensitive, gentle, broken, talented Harry Styles. What's not to like? Don't look at me like that, I'm not one to kill and tell. *Italian summer 50s psychopath aesthetic*
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