I swear I wanted to do it. It would have been compulsory and appropriate for the period after the murder of a beautiful pig (hog the god for someone!). But then, talking to my grandmother who told me nostalgic for when they were so many to meet for working, eating and joking in what was a bit 'event of the year ... well, I realized that the victim was not more pork, and that perhaps more than a murder case of assisted suicide (to put it Montalbano!). I was also motivated by the suspicion that we were to assist us! I accuse myself to be less suitable to touch the topic ... but what can you do?! Today I got it! And now that the winter will leave room for the spring, we in the blog we hope to not only attend a bloody and bitter struggle for "power" that should be used only in one direction: one that leads straight to the good of Tavenna and TAVENNESI !
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