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10/31/2008
Dear Lussier,
this I have to tell it to him:
centrostorico of a busy street, today at 11.30 am.
An alien, certainly a very shabby Rom, is stopped at the exit of a supermarket in his pocket, was not paid, a box of cookies. The policeman is
morale, seized the stolen goods and sent him to God that I
observe the scene, I notice that the Roma and 'barefoot, back in the supermarket and bought the box of biscuits seized.
leaving the Roma and 'disappeared and continued my rounds: that the bill never saw and do the biscuit tin. The meeting
Pollaiolo Climb on top, sitting on the ground and surrounded by a Cappannelli of Genoa, a pair of distinguished elderly, a student, a woman still young: some of them had already 'bought socks and shoes.
The distinguished gentleman helped him and he put them on in a very rough Italian, told us that they had stolen his shoes two days ago and two days was going around barefoot.
I gave him biscuits and ... something else I had in my wallet, but it almost did not 'realize it was so happy for the new shoes.
Then there were other Roma and watched the "benefit" with a smile. This is the racist
Genoa centrostorico, whose inhabitants know all jealously guard their touch of madness.
cordial greetings
CESARE SIMONETTI
PS. I was not born yesterday to know that everything could have been very cleverly orchestrated, but just 'cause I was born many years before yesterday, are "certain" that it was not a theater.
However, even if it was, the people who helped him were unaware of extras, but I know enough of the hard rind of my fellow citizens, and their very little naive 'to know that today I witnessed something very important.
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centrostorico of a busy street, today at 11.30 am.
An alien, certainly a very shabby Rom, is stopped at the exit of a supermarket in his pocket, was not paid, a box of cookies. The policeman is
morale, seized the stolen goods and sent him to God that I
observe the scene, I notice that the Roma and 'barefoot, back in the supermarket and bought the box of biscuits seized.
leaving the Roma and 'disappeared and continued my rounds: that the bill never saw and do the biscuit tin. The meeting
Pollaiolo Climb on top, sitting on the ground and surrounded by a Cappannelli of Genoa, a pair of distinguished elderly, a student, a woman still young: some of them had already 'bought socks and shoes.
The distinguished gentleman helped him and he put them on in a very rough Italian, told us that they had stolen his shoes two days ago and two days was going around barefoot.
I gave him biscuits and ... something else I had in my wallet, but it almost did not 'realize it was so happy for the new shoes.
Then there were other Roma and watched the "benefit" with a smile. This is the racist
Genoa centrostorico, whose inhabitants know all jealously guard their touch of madness.
cordial greetings
CESARE SIMONETTI
PS. I was not born yesterday to know that everything could have been very cleverly orchestrated, but just 'cause I was born many years before yesterday, are "certain" that it was not a theater.
However, even if it was, the people who helped him were unaware of extras, but I know enough of the hard rind of my fellow citizens, and their very little naive 'to know that today I witnessed something very important.
.
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