dress Cese Preturo in the CASE project now for 14 months. E ', and winter is harder. This morning I walked between the buildings, I ran a bit too ': the day was dull, no one around, if not a mother with a stroller, and piles of garbage parties.
On my plate earthquakes begin to greet us, recognize us, we know of who are the cars, the tears children, animals. Between us there is Mary, who lives on the ground floor.
Last winter, do not you ever met, if not sometimes by phone outside her window, because the line does not take at home.
I lived alone and instead, in the spring, I discovered that he lived with his sister, two very elderly women (over eighty) but decided to do it. In good weather there every morning waiting for an exchange. It made us see what they had cooked their beautiful knitting, their strawberries in a vase. Well Mary and sister began to live and share with people all over the building. They make delicious cakes and demand nothing but a passing car, and especially the newspaper talk. They lived in the historic center: a lost husband, the other brother.
In late summer the sister of Mary moved into a house in Comb, I do not know why, but likely to be closer to his family. Mary is only rhymed, so to speak, because he always nephews, sons, daughters that are around.
Unfortunately, Cicchetti (Deputy Commissioner reconstruction) with his command requires it to move to a smaller house, from single , no less than 3 (three read ) square feet smaller. Not its role as the house where, with difficulty, he constructed a minimum normal. It must go to Sassa and start over, to more than 84 years, having lost home and husband.
They call every day from SGE (structure for the management of) requested to move, and I met told me they want to drive me crazy.
Quess is L'Aquila, Brother!
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