On the counter-narrative existential story of Ruby staged by Signorini has always said all the good Francesco Merlo . All right, all shared, but it is semiological profuse even wasted so much wisdom to explain the painful attempt to accredit an alternate version, the fairy tale where everything is in place, but I really can not hide the brothel Arcore and pass offense and unworthiness for the office which he held for generosity. But perhaps the eternal comedy of a concept where everything can be covered, provided they lied, where every truth can be reversed using the arsenal available to the media, it begins to meet its limits. Perhaps, in the face of incontrovertible evidence, while the sultanate itself deeper and deeper into their mud without mask, even the blanket media slowly begins to clear.
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