people without a sense of our own. People fall in love. A country in perpetual civil war, where he was still with the Guelphs and Ghibellines, madly chase the red and blacks. But in the mad despair every piece comes together and becomes a single chorus. Mangiapolenta volunteers that start to help the citizens of Abruzzo, reminiscent of the many southerners that Italy went up and killed the effort to help rebuild the Friuli region where there was nothing. At a time of chaos and madness become hyenas can not be beaten and we know really love. Then reside immediately. They work as desperate the very people who would have fucked the system ordinary a moment before. Just tap into it.
respond only to the language of the heart. We fuck all to hear. Crazy people, we Italians.
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