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September 15th, 1947 I will remember this day forever. There will never be a day like this again: what I see is the sun after my longest night: Alfred and Arthur are here since 1945, I was always kind of scared of them, they were Vati's enemies after all. If it weren't for that cursed accord in London, maybe I would have never gone through any of this, I would have never lost my special place at Vati's side, when I was his gloved little Urbs Fidelissima, the most faithful of the cities of the Austrian-Hungarian Monarchy. I remember 1914: my beloved Archduke and his wife walked their path to Sarajevo right here, on the lastricate that cover