Searching — For- Marco In-

“Marco?” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

The barista nodded thoughtfully. “There are many Marcos in this city,” she said. “But if you’re looking for the Marco I think you might be looking for, you might want to try the Piazza del Popolo.” Searching for- Marco in-

I took a deep breath, and started down the stairs. The air grew cooler and damper, and I could hear the sound of music drifting through the air. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw a figure sitting on a couch, surrounded by candles and strange artifacts. “Marco