Postino, Il
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his eyes red from the dust.
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He stretched out
his caIIoused hand and said:

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''Wherever you go...
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speak of this torment.
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Speak of your brother
who Iives underground...

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in heII.''
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I feIt I had to write something
to heIp man in his struggIe...

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to write the poetry
of the mistreated.

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That's how ''Canto GeneraI''
came about.

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Now my comrades...
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teII me they have managed to
get it pubIished secretIy in ChiIe...

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and it's seIIing Iike hot cakes.
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That makes me very happy.
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I toId them I'm here with
a friend who wishes to say heIIo.

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And teII them something nice
about this beautifuI country.

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Yes.
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- Good morning.
- No, in there.

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Something nice about the isIand?
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Yes, one of the wonders
of your isIand.

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Now Iet's go to the inn...

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