Dear Simone,
today is Sunday and stroll in the courtyard. We are here to contemplate the treasure of the day that you have given us yesterday ( football game between friends, police and penitentiary inmates -ed) says proudly and tell those of us who could not be there. The funny thing is that this morning (around the cell where washed clothes) in one way or another we've all had the same regret at the precise moment when the flash fires of memory, we wanted to not wash the smell of meshes used yesterday for not erase the memory.
Yuck, you think. True. But you know, under certain conditions (like today), we observe, we listen, as if he had been the subject of a miracle, and when you were so happy at least for an afternoon dazed is easy to hope that this miracle before or then finally arrives. For a bit more 'meditation does not hurt, if not (here) you get old without ever understanding the meaning of nothing! But behind the thoughts that take root in our minds and make us feel that in this sort of torpor plant, there is another, more important, that is to say what they suggest honesty and heart. The first
thing is that yesterday we wanted to affirm the good weather for playing and toasted a bit ', but the sun was missing. E 'come now, too late for us, too late for other people who wanted to be there. Too bad.
The second is that there is not that crazy "traitor" by Don Eugenio Nembrini. Without him on the grid, and the defection of Ernestine, the sporting defeat was inevitable. Now the chancellor has something to be forgiven: that at least come and visit us soon (if it has the courage!).
Third, talk to you, my friends, there are always more expensive. Blessed a thousand times a day and the minute you get in this institute. Among the things we want to tell you, there's always surprise and delight us: in this corner of the world, where everything seems to invoke only the certainty of punishment, you are among the few not to have to show bias for clothes into strips and the charity match in which we have involved yesterday also shows a culture of solidarity between civil society and inmates who can not but increase our hope in the future and our gratitude and our esteem for you. If all the world was like him to show you, my friends, out there we should have everything that is in the bag and that, if not to ensure that tomorrow on a human scale that we at least make better our soul. For this reason we have strict tenacious bonds of affection with you and we are glad you did.
back to earth. All that you hear today in the courtyard is the sound of our voices that remind you, who share the memories of yesterday afternoon but anchele linked to the future hidden hopes. D 'Moreover, the life offers us little matter, the circle of suffocation increases day by day and when we imagine is out there that you see, we see that with you, otherwise you tell us what we could see ? someone claims that our beliefs are only merit of this place that brought us together, but we feel that there is something more and time will tell.
Now the hope is that you do that keeps you always so beautiful and rare as you are now, and that our stories of justice will soon fall into oblivion, but the things that you learn to live with this important friendship ( on both sides) forever.
Ricordateci in your prayers, dear friends, and you will not ever vote for someone who wants you to best of us.
See you soon and all the best possible (and allowed) by your aficionados
Renato, Damian, Angel, John, Pino, Andrea, Rida, Bush and Mame Mor
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