Well, so here we are. This time I have been really afraid. Seems like excess of activity, distress, sa times and my usual high pressure finally combined to warn me and tell me to take it easy.
Of course, while being cured, they needed a Polish-Italian interpreter... Guess who was it?
Well... Get up Andrea. Taking it easy doesn't mean slacking off!
Update: you really understand how fragile we are, when you hear an old, very old man, in pain, crying out "mommy, mommy!". The pain and sorrow I felt for him was greater than anything else I was physically feeling. I will never forget it.
Good luck old man. You know it not, yet you did teach me something.
Of course, while being cured, they needed a Polish-Italian interpreter... Guess who was it?
Well... Get up Andrea. Taking it easy doesn't mean slacking off!
Update: you really understand how fragile we are, when you hear an old, very old man, in pain, crying out "mommy, mommy!". The pain and sorrow I felt for him was greater than anything else I was physically feeling. I will never forget it.
Good luck old man. You know it not, yet you did teach me something.
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