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In the Rome of 1750, a man fights, despite himself, the true masters of the world. His fight leads him from the golden roofs of the holy city to the shady underground, where lie the holy relics, and then from the whorehouses to the pontifical palaces. Is our hero fighting a losing battle? Perhaps not, because on his right shoulder, destiny has laid its mark. The mark of a Scorpion.