"Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you were to die today." Oscar Wilde
continue protests against the province by the city authorities of St. Luke after yet another lost child in a car accident. A feast of St. Luke the air was choked by a unanimous cry that rises from the mother church of country and echoes throughout the Aspromonte, an echo that cold, you pierce the heart. San Luca for the umpteenth time, he stopped smiling. The blood fills the torrent, you can not go on like this. The deputy mayor of St. Luke, the lawyer Francesco Giampaolo, with the municipal administration, has clear ideas and precise. " If we do not receive responses as soon as possible to resign by the mayor and the local authority, in protest against the institutions that have abandoned us. We along with Mayor George Sebastian from the moment we settled on the town we made a speech to the province to denounce the situation of absolute shame for the road that connects Bovalino in San Luca. The province were all aware of the harsh conditions of our roads, and has not done anything to solve the problem. Just words and promise, by the various presidents of the province that alternate, never an action of intervention on the territory. The state stops in Rome, we always heard, but today we discovered that the Province and the region stop in Catanzaro and Reggio Calabria. " Aldermen and Councillors, ladies and judges in that campaign are immense and just pure demagogy, hoping to charm the people of Calabria, by appointment by the trust. But the situation changed, Saint Luke raises his voice, should not be just another dead to make inroads in the seats of power and blood-thirsty politicians. Will not be. In Reggio Calabria and Catanzaro all enjoy the holidays, and if by chance must go to St. Luke and wrists do it by helicopter, not by car. It is ten years that call for action, and in ten years the only intervention was to cut some trees, along the way, trees do not cut well, a job done so much to keep quiet, to appease a population that asks important questions, answers that will never be. Tree December 29 took the lives nth man. Destiny, fate, bad luck. We do not believe anymore. The only fault of the institutions. A street without an owner in a land abandoned by God because, as Winston Churchill said "When I am overwhelmed by the concerns, I think of a man who, on his deathbed, said that his whole life had been full of concerns, most of them for things that never happened. " The concern of the women of St. Luke is to see their children, husbands, and not from be sure to see them go, because a road has sucked them, crushed, as cannon fodder. Pieces of meat in the car, other pieces on the street, through the trees to color in a mosaic that Dante does not like anymore, or that perhaps has never liked. But as always, tomorrow will come a political clasp hands with the mayor, will make 2 promises if you will, like everyone else, to uncork your bottle of Champagne, conscious that I have still around San Luca. Because as a songwriter named said Fabrizio de Andre: "Dear brothers sang in the choir on the other side down on the ground this memory will not comfort you when you die you die alone."
continue protests against the province by the city authorities of St. Luke after yet another lost child in a car accident. A feast of St. Luke the air was choked by a unanimous cry that rises from the mother church of country and echoes throughout the Aspromonte, an echo that cold, you pierce the heart. San Luca for the umpteenth time, he stopped smiling. The blood fills the torrent, you can not go on like this. The deputy mayor of St. Luke, the lawyer Francesco Giampaolo, with the municipal administration, has clear ideas and precise. " If we do not receive responses as soon as possible to resign by the mayor and the local authority, in protest against the institutions that have abandoned us. We along with Mayor George Sebastian from the moment we settled on the town we made a speech to the province to denounce the situation of absolute shame for the road that connects Bovalino in San Luca. The province were all aware of the harsh conditions of our roads, and has not done anything to solve the problem. Just words and promise, by the various presidents of the province that alternate, never an action of intervention on the territory. The state stops in Rome, we always heard, but today we discovered that the Province and the region stop in Catanzaro and Reggio Calabria. " Aldermen and Councillors, ladies and judges in that campaign are immense and just pure demagogy, hoping to charm the people of Calabria, by appointment by the trust. But the situation changed, Saint Luke raises his voice, should not be just another dead to make inroads in the seats of power and blood-thirsty politicians. Will not be. In Reggio Calabria and Catanzaro all enjoy the holidays, and if by chance must go to St. Luke and wrists do it by helicopter, not by car. It is ten years that call for action, and in ten years the only intervention was to cut some trees, along the way, trees do not cut well, a job done so much to keep quiet, to appease a population that asks important questions, answers that will never be. Tree December 29 took the lives nth man. Destiny, fate, bad luck. We do not believe anymore. The only fault of the institutions. A street without an owner in a land abandoned by God because, as Winston Churchill said "When I am overwhelmed by the concerns, I think of a man who, on his deathbed, said that his whole life had been full of concerns, most of them for things that never happened. " The concern of the women of St. Luke is to see their children, husbands, and not from be sure to see them go, because a road has sucked them, crushed, as cannon fodder. Pieces of meat in the car, other pieces on the street, through the trees to color in a mosaic that Dante does not like anymore, or that perhaps has never liked. But as always, tomorrow will come a political clasp hands with the mayor, will make 2 promises if you will, like everyone else, to uncork your bottle of Champagne, conscious that I have still around San Luca. Because as a songwriter named said Fabrizio de Andre: "Dear brothers sang in the choir on the other side down on the ground this memory will not comfort you when you die you die alone."
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