Roberto Succo
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I'm sorry.
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I want a child with you one day.
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But I can't have
a normal life like you.

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What's a normal life?
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In Italy, my mother was very strict.
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One night, we argued about the car.
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I hit her once
but then I couldn't stop.

:37:40
My hand was like a spring.
She made these horrible faces.

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So I carried on...
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Two hours later,
dad came home and I killed him too.

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The Italians put me in a mad-house
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full of mafiosi and other scum.
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After five years,
I was sick of being inside.

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I had to get out.
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So I got a train.
Ventimiglia, Menton, France...

:38:08
I found freedom.
In France, I'm free.


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