was enough to apologize, we were wrong. The service was to start first, sincere condolences. We can bring something, you can stay at this hotel. This should be a mayor, faced with the tragedy of June 15. Candela family, no one took care. Will that be of Avellino, who do not vote in the area. They were mourning the loss of her son Arduino. Spouses Candela. Enough to move the whole machine hall. They stayed on the beach for four days. On a beach dirty, unseemly in a business card. It was someone showed up? All committed to celebrating the success of the stupid concert in San Vito. Four days on the beach. No politician has moved.
There had been a lifeguard, a shoe, a wooden board, a rope spike. Arduino candle would still be alive. Nothing. On the beach of Eboli you die for nothing. The lifeguard service was suspended. Three years ago. The money ended up in a study that will save lives.
Arduino's family was at Eboli for four days. Waiting for the sea to return the child. You have not seen a policeman in the area, an assessor, a city councilman to represent the municipality. None. The mayor has another favorite. On Sunday more tragic for Eboli, in which the whole of Italy has put the spotlight on him. The mayor has remained holed up in his ivory tower. At Eboli center, a toast to a concert by Riccardo Fogli. "Mamma mia, how many ebolitani, will be 100 000, I have seen 200 000. We returned to the square ebolitani.Quattro day in the sun and wind. Destroyed by the loss of a child. A pain in the drama, the family candle. A shame for all ebolitani, the absence of "our" politici.Il mayor and his councilors. So sgomitanti, processions, to June 2 in the square. So ready to shoot the poses, to shed tears of speech. Is not nobody down in the sea. To shake hands with the Candela family, to bring a little comfort. There are scrolls 48 hours, because the ivory tower came out a statement. "We are grieving, our condolences to the family ...". After two days, the mayor was recalled. Two boys died at sea, by the way, we make a statement? We are saddened, but we are here in town, with armed state, with champagne in the glasses. Would have been embarrassing, a visit to Campolongo? And certainly, Mr. Mayor. The beach with no lifeguards, the beach smelly and dirty, prostitutes scattered everywhere, villa Falcone closed and without the vigilance promised. With two deaths that have asked for help. Ali and Arduino. Nobody had the courage to remember. Two drowned in the eyes of casual indignation. Two boys drowned in a sea at all shaken, but with a current cocaine. Because the money to save them elsewhere were intended. A mayor hurt in Campolongo would be dropped. Melchionda has not seen. A traffic policeman either. On the other hand there were the police and the Coast Guard. There were swimmers of other municipalities, to give comfort to the candle. For a tragedy there is no excuse that rule. But burrowing awkward, in the municipality of the chosen transformation, a sad choice, could not succeed in Melchionda. We feel sadness for him, the mayor, who clings to lies "we have always put the lifeguards," a ruling class of face slaps. An assessor, an usher, a municipal messenger. There was someone who had felt obliged. To apologize, to offer condolences. To give a pat on the back, be quiet company of a family torn by grief for a son lost in the waves, for which there was a lifeguard, for a boy returned after four days of solitary waiting.
There had been a lifeguard, a shoe, a wooden board, a rope spike. Arduino candle would still be alive. Nothing. On the beach of Eboli you die for nothing. The lifeguard service was suspended. Three years ago. The money ended up in a study that will save lives.
Arduino's family was at Eboli for four days. Waiting for the sea to return the child. You have not seen a policeman in the area, an assessor, a city councilman to represent the municipality. None. The mayor has another favorite. On Sunday more tragic for Eboli, in which the whole of Italy has put the spotlight on him. The mayor has remained holed up in his ivory tower. At Eboli center, a toast to a concert by Riccardo Fogli. "Mamma mia, how many ebolitani, will be 100 000, I have seen 200 000. We returned to the square ebolitani.Quattro day in the sun and wind. Destroyed by the loss of a child. A pain in the drama, the family candle. A shame for all ebolitani, the absence of "our" politici.Il mayor and his councilors. So sgomitanti, processions, to June 2 in the square. So ready to shoot the poses, to shed tears of speech. Is not nobody down in the sea. To shake hands with the Candela family, to bring a little comfort. There are scrolls 48 hours, because the ivory tower came out a statement. "We are grieving, our condolences to the family ...". After two days, the mayor was recalled. Two boys died at sea, by the way, we make a statement? We are saddened, but we are here in town, with armed state, with champagne in the glasses. Would have been embarrassing, a visit to Campolongo? And certainly, Mr. Mayor. The beach with no lifeguards, the beach smelly and dirty, prostitutes scattered everywhere, villa Falcone closed and without the vigilance promised. With two deaths that have asked for help. Ali and Arduino. Nobody had the courage to remember. Two drowned in the eyes of casual indignation. Two boys drowned in a sea at all shaken, but with a current cocaine. Because the money to save them elsewhere were intended. A mayor hurt in Campolongo would be dropped. Melchionda has not seen. A traffic policeman either. On the other hand there were the police and the Coast Guard. There were swimmers of other municipalities, to give comfort to the candle. For a tragedy there is no excuse that rule. But burrowing awkward, in the municipality of the chosen transformation, a sad choice, could not succeed in Melchionda. We feel sadness for him, the mayor, who clings to lies "we have always put the lifeguards," a ruling class of face slaps. An assessor, an usher, a municipal messenger. There was someone who had felt obliged. To apologize, to offer condolences. To give a pat on the back, be quiet company of a family torn by grief for a son lost in the waves, for which there was a lifeguard, for a boy returned after four days of solitary waiting.
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