Those letters opened new perspectives, answers and understandings. Would that all be a mistake? The darkeness I was inside would not allow me to take conclusions but momentaneously I felt cornered by doubts, shame and inaction. Since long time I had not thought about the misteries surrounding all that war and the letters made me reflect about the rage that rises from the oppression and the reaction it causes - barbarous and disproportional.
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When we choose a path we have to pay its price.
Days with the dictator.
spring, 2009
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