Stephen and his companions were aware of the problems that plagued the city, but had respect to them the same attitudes that you have when you learn the news of the kidnapping of a volunteer in Iraq or Lebanon. May regret, it can also do anger, but from there to move in first person, giving each its own small but important contribution to improve the situation, it takes. Unite and fight for the ideas of legality and of civil society, are things of the past because, in this state of affairs, always prevails the logic of resignation and the end result until you see that is involved in first person, can pull a living while uncomfortable. This is why someone has dared to state that faced with these difficult realities institutions and civil society are more anger of the mob itself, just as it would anger look at a person who allows himself smack in public without lifting a finger to help. Often
Dr. Bosco, when he managed to enter into a calm discussion with her son, tried to seize his views on this issue. There was very keen to ask me about it, if it were hopeful or resigned, if he were angry or altogether indifferent to the events that tarnish the beautiful and healthy traditions of a seaside town, once a destination for tourists and providing employment for the large amount of pasta that had settled there. Stephen proved quite seconded, not because it was insensitive, but only because he knew that reality and not others, and he did not have the mental and cognitive tools to be able to think of his city as something different. Certainly, the fact of murder and easy to hit and above all boys his age was something that frightened him, because it meant eliminating one person in the flower of his age and all for what? For being tied to a leader rather than another? Or you choose the easy money rather than the entire die tied to finding a job fair? Stephen reflected on this and also tended to give an economic justification for the infringement and the choices made by these boys, but the murder did not understand it at all. He thought it was too as a means to resolve contradictions or punishment of Sgarra. This was just his naivete, his not understanding that there can be no criminal organizations that do not kill or be prepared to pass a betrayal or a Sgarro, it could not even stay alive. He only had to understand that children who often met in the evening on the waterfront did not just sell the grass, but were bound to do something else as members of a gangster gear that went far beyond a few grams of grass or of hashish, and that if necessary they could also kill. These things, until we saw the with their own eyes, do not throw the turmoil in the life of the boy. Stefano
in only two cases had been taken from deep awe, when she found at a crime just minutes after it was consumed. Went from there by chance and saw this guy lying on the ground in a pool of blood. Here, the scene was the reality, a reality that goes far beyond mere opinions and this time the young student had to think seriously. The corpse was there before him, found, bloodied and disfigured, and the feeling was not proven absolutely comparable to what you feel when you hear it said "killed in a street Alfonsino Tizio Caio or being." Another thud Stefano heart had tried on another occasion, when he was with his father to the cemetery to bring flowers to the grandparents, and went to the various congregations, remained in front of a grave stone with a picture of an old childhood friend . He was a guy who was playing in his own neighborhood soccer team when the two were about ten years, had known him well, but still not even remotely imagine why that boy was underground. The first things that had come to mind about this death could only be the usual ones and that is a serious illness or an accident, but soon, you can contact friends from that period of childhood, discovers the harsh reality. That guy was killed in an ambush him and his father, to punish the latter, guilty of waging a traffic of stolen cars out of canals "official" looking for gestirselo own. The man had not reckoned that was the price to pay for such a Sgarro and eventually his son had been called to pay it.
Dr. Bosco, when he managed to enter into a calm discussion with her son, tried to seize his views on this issue. There was very keen to ask me about it, if it were hopeful or resigned, if he were angry or altogether indifferent to the events that tarnish the beautiful and healthy traditions of a seaside town, once a destination for tourists and providing employment for the large amount of pasta that had settled there. Stephen proved quite seconded, not because it was insensitive, but only because he knew that reality and not others, and he did not have the mental and cognitive tools to be able to think of his city as something different. Certainly, the fact of murder and easy to hit and above all boys his age was something that frightened him, because it meant eliminating one person in the flower of his age and all for what? For being tied to a leader rather than another? Or you choose the easy money rather than the entire die tied to finding a job fair? Stephen reflected on this and also tended to give an economic justification for the infringement and the choices made by these boys, but the murder did not understand it at all. He thought it was too as a means to resolve contradictions or punishment of Sgarra. This was just his naivete, his not understanding that there can be no criminal organizations that do not kill or be prepared to pass a betrayal or a Sgarro, it could not even stay alive. He only had to understand that children who often met in the evening on the waterfront did not just sell the grass, but were bound to do something else as members of a gangster gear that went far beyond a few grams of grass or of hashish, and that if necessary they could also kill. These things, until we saw the with their own eyes, do not throw the turmoil in the life of the boy. Stefano
in only two cases had been taken from deep awe, when she found at a crime just minutes after it was consumed. Went from there by chance and saw this guy lying on the ground in a pool of blood. Here, the scene was the reality, a reality that goes far beyond mere opinions and this time the young student had to think seriously. The corpse was there before him, found, bloodied and disfigured, and the feeling was not proven absolutely comparable to what you feel when you hear it said "killed in a street Alfonsino Tizio Caio or being." Another thud Stefano heart had tried on another occasion, when he was with his father to the cemetery to bring flowers to the grandparents, and went to the various congregations, remained in front of a grave stone with a picture of an old childhood friend . He was a guy who was playing in his own neighborhood soccer team when the two were about ten years, had known him well, but still not even remotely imagine why that boy was underground. The first things that had come to mind about this death could only be the usual ones and that is a serious illness or an accident, but soon, you can contact friends from that period of childhood, discovers the harsh reality. That guy was killed in an ambush him and his father, to punish the latter, guilty of waging a traffic of stolen cars out of canals "official" looking for gestirselo own. The man had not reckoned that was the price to pay for such a Sgarro and eventually his son had been called to pay it.
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from "a good boy"
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