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Mad World 's always on May 23 and July 12, 1992

for me will always be that day, until the man did not parade from his face the many masks that door and will kick your ass the Mafia and even himself - that houses the mafia, silent but strong, even in the stony hearts of many men - The Mafia is not what you know and make us but you see someone, any man who wants to exercise power over others for purely personal interests - to satisfy your craving to possess a similar - it is a sick crime of narcissism - a poor patient who must be cared for by his own and his social edonomismo feel alone among the people.
the mafia is not only what we know, we Sicilians or what is depicted and shown to others, any attitude of arrogance and violence towards his fellow man, especially to those who are helpless or weak. The mafia are not "men of honor but cowardly amoebae that instead of the brain have" re zidduli crap (shit goats); saprophytic society; false men who walk hand and with crocifissoin santina of Madonna in the portfolio - a portfolio of dirty blood of other men to abuse and those who had the courage to oppose them and fight them.
Beware of these because not only are those pictures in magazines or in the records of the police, are among us and hide well because people like them who protect them. always fight them because one day have to pay.

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May 23, 1992, at 17:58. Where were you?

I WALKER MISSING

The man was alone.

walked along a path bordered by a wooden fence, onto which different individuals their faces expressionless.

seemed like automatons or surrogates showed that the expression of their creator, nothing!

The man looked at them and continued on his feet, slowly, being careful not to trip over objects placed at random along the way - on every subject there was a written statement: "think of the career, think about money; Mind your own business; fregatene of others envy your colleagues and all those who have more than you; fregatene ... .., he thinks, but who makes you do. "All the words that would stop anyone.

The man continued without fear - he even read them, he knew where that road would lead him - Every now and then approached someone who was pulling him by the hand to take it away from that perilous route.

was just the man she saw in the distance, a group of people and could make out the expressions on their faces - you came over and greeted them by asking what they were doing there.

They answered that they were waiting for him to carry out together the rest of the way - they did not know where they would be finished, but they knew where it would take them.

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not walked on the dangers.

Some of those individuals without a face, they insulted and spat upon him, and throwing money and gifts too, but they continued to walk without taking account of those expletives and those gifts.

They did not need anything, just find, in the midst of the crowd, someone to show a face, an expression, someone to show a feeling of love and respect.

The journey was hard, the road began to climb more and more - were able to glimpse, through the crowd, someone who wanted to climb over the fence to reach them, but they were, right away, blocked by others who were still in their aberrant disruptive and conviction.

Someone in the group of intrepid walkers withdrew or was lost by reading the sentences written on the obstacles that still hamper the journey.

It became more and more small.

I write that I saw them but did nothing to help - only after they had disappeared along the horizon, I asked myself: "What do we mere mortals in front of these men who have traveled that road trying, alone, to get rid of the fence erected along the mighty have our way of life? "

I thought of entering it and, with my small force of fifty, I want to help free the others and find the thought of missing, not to frustrate their sacrifice and that marked their path, freeing up the road those obstacles that, nowadays, more and more increasing, with our cynicism, our indifference and our fear.

are still many who are gazing at - but I want my face, repeatedly manipulated but never changed, I can be proud of this head-on, but I do not do anything if other, yet, not follow and do not remember the sacrifice of the missing hikers.

Dedicated to Giovanni Falcone and Paolo Borsellino, and all those who fought and sacrificed for humanity at the cost of their lives.

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too far from Palermo Rosanero will always be in our hearts and the whole city of Palermo.
O Rey Palermo always remember us and bring us into your heart.

Gaetano