The Adventures of Cialledda - After the death and after life's adventures 
Cialledda has served twenty-five years for murder even though everyone knew how things had gone really. However, twenty-five or fifty
no longer Cialledda difference and he has discovered to his cost: successfully hangs himself in prison but he died not even talk about it. Indeed
Cialledda stopped breathing while his mother, because the better a married daughter with the rich son of a widow who really has done a Cialledda at large to warm the benches of the square. Some accounts a mother has to do them. Others that it doth Cialledda has a job as a janitor while the social service and does his duty Cialledda
you the 'caseworker looking for excitement. Only Lisetta grandmother who knows how many years and has with the cards that we can see better than if he had eyes is good to him and gives him some explanation of what he had to. So much so that they are specifically Cialledda out and realizes that it is better to keep your cool if you do not want to find, surrounded by corpses. He then decided to follow the advice of his grandmother and leave. 1: How
had traveled thirty? Fifty kilometers away from the country? On the train that took him elsewhere and in relation only to the ticket that he could buy, Cialledda realized to have the courage to leave yes, but when he had to be of his own volition and was not. He did not feel well at all that no longer speak to him suddenly, just as it was years ago and just as they wanted. No, at all.
went down at the first stop and see if the money in his pocket was just just a return ticket. Into town at least, that after eight o'clock at night all trains and buses for the country stopped to start the following day. He was one of many ways to keep people like Cialledda dismounted and prevent her amusement 'and change the air, so that brooding, cook and go crazy for good days to combine some of casinos in a location chosen at random, or as creative expression in place in the evening or at night.
Otherwise, without people like dogs tied to the chain that only the owner can stretch or shrink - would not work anymore. Police, psychiatrists, doctors, super doctors against doctors ... no.
Cialledda if he did walk and came home late, but not so much that they can not afford a little 'sleep and come to school, the janitor's work, the more arrogant than ever.
No dream.
Nobody had noticed that he had come a long way back and forth.
Carlone: \u200b\u200bSecretary for middle school.
The night before had scrubbed the machine.
Three hundred yards: the distance from home to school, who regularly traveled by car for the simple reason that the courtyard had available a reserved seat.
not occupy it would make him feel failed as a man.
In all there were three.
places .....
The other two were for the principal and vice principal. Carlone
So ... that morning ... however, arrived with his wife's car (which was repaired with a passage from a colleague) ... Carlone felt compelled to break his dick to everyone they could afford to do so. Among them was
Cialledda and "his way of doing it seems unbearable," his arias and whatever else could be resolved with a 'phone call away. " For its part
Cialledda ignored him for a quiet life, having other things to think about.
The call went anyway, but for now Cialledda could not know.
It is about knowing who had killed coma 'Lisetta. And
him so much evil that he himself had asked to kill him if Cialledda ended once and for all.
Imagine if there was time and want to listen to Carlone.
His social worker had covered when the day of his grandmother's death had not been filed and therefore could still hope that he will help to grab the four who gave him money.
the last hour arrived, the boys went away, no activity afternoon and after a couple of hours Cialledda would begin to try to put some pieces together.
was then that he saw all the overheated professor of art education in Section L, an old white-haired, swollen by the huge round glasses of bone that was panting because you could not just endure this continuing story of the theft - went out at that moment English teacher - to the detriment of the teachers - the professor pointed out that the first had not stolen the car or from inside or close the school and that Carlone was a teacher in the same way that he knew English, which should have taught - but only with the eyes.
Cialledda while cleaning the corridors could not help but hear their voices reverberate.
He thus also the English teacher who had suffered the same fate. And that Italian and History of B and A math, technical education of the E, D and technical education as well as good, but my colleague who teaches? Boh? ... always the D and so on .... almost all the teachers after some time they saw her disappear, and certainly had not bought another ...
Cialledda Mystery solved it when he saw the group approaching the caretaker and guardian of the gym, looking submissive, servile viscid and of those who clearly wants to cheat. Yet he could, believing the existence of professors and obscure low levels of social strata with which to search for clandestine and covert agreements. A nice way of saying that those two gave to understand that this time, if you acted quickly, given the deep understanding of all the inhabitants of the village and past the janitor (sorry, explants) could find as an exponent of small crime had committed the crime and request the return of the vehicle in exchange for a sum of money that is not as small ... always better ...
So who knows how much money the two had eaten so far, and was also thanked and covered with blessings and firmly refused the reward that his balls, balls twice offered him .. already saw them "I do not want nothing, nothing I said ..." "Why is not it? "" I said no! "" I'm not offended if ... "" No, that's okay ...." sometimes forced the victim to force inserts them in the money in your pocket and walk away briskly.
People who slept peacefully.
Cialledda was the subject of dirty looks from the two. Without haste he looked elsewhere.
They were not his business.
Afternoon ...
After eating something, poking the well and better in the fridge, Cialledda discovered the existence and nature of the call of Carlone. In the form of Don Antonio Spano, seventy years on, with the habit and all the trappings of a priest and with unshakable faith in the eyes (to what?) And determination (who you do it?) someone who knows that will lose the war (which exists only in your head), but not back off and accept martyrdom (calm down, calm down please!). Carlone
fact - what a surprise this man - he had made up his mind, that very morning, which was to be released Cialledda on the right path. Cialledda immediately thought that my lord is here, Carlone, they would have a really shit to do.
told him. Don Antonio
grossed out and brought the story of the first communion of Cialledda. That in turn could remember everything perfectly, including the fact that as a child, Don Antonio had seemed an asshole. Older than the last time he saw it, but just an asshole. He said
too.
Don Antonio did not give up: put half in jail.
"I tried to kill myself." I wonder why he went to tell him, aware of the disk that would have convinced that somewhere, somewhere around, he would have checked the halo.
Cialledda not really know whether to be polite or impolite, if you send him to hell or maybe listen to him. He only knew that her grandmother Lisetta spat on the ground every time that Don Antonio crossed his path - if it were forced out - or at least heard of him, especially in the period - Cialledda was small - he wanted to enlarge the original church at the expense of the old country and of all poor nasty as can be, but still poor (Even when they had the mattress full of money, but in that case were mostly starved to death) and who remained poor. Don Antonio and in fact all he wanted to build new premises, canteens, rooms for catechism, and who knows what else instead of houses and all those people had of it would end, not him caleva.
"They shake a bit 'what the heck!" Cialledda had heard once that came out of Mass on Sunday and his father held him by the neck of the shirt to hold it and prevent him to go and put the bar in the square to play video games and smoking cigarettes together with other kids of the catechism. Where the father had obtained the money he did not understand - always to Games, betting with adults - had explained Cialledda. And now? I think they went a bit 'too far ... Afternoon ... already ... winter of a year that does not ring true that he has come. With numbers Cialledda is not that he did not want to trust.
Just as he had decided it did not want to have with Don Antonio.
Don Anto'.... please go to the fucking shit somewhere else. "
cacava What the fuck - very singular expression - Don Antonio Spano had not let anyone ever tell in his entire life. Here's the news: Cialledda had to come from where it came (or came back, it depends). Well now that you know adjusted accordingly.
"Then you have to understand ... - Said Cialledda - ... if the gas cylinders burst to cover a casino or any casino are really after breaking out. "It did not take great science to understand what he meant, and Don Antonio decided not to leave without leaving a holy picture of Our Lady of the Cross and that in his opinion: "If everybody is for him there is no need of so many arguments."
"And I baptized also ... me ... "he murmured Cialledda.
two spaghetti is cooked.
Night ...
Luckily there was the full name on the nameplate on handset and not the original ... Marianna is called the holy offering social! Things we had done so far and not even know his name ... Cialledda Playboy was not that great. Marianna then.
rang, he was open and went inside.
Instead of sweeping, Cialledda became gossip and trash talk about the last quarter century as a country that had been lost.
he had to start somewhere.
2:
Marianna in fact knew of all colors, a little 'for the role you've had a little' rearranging the assumptions and hearsay with a mastery that Cialledda did not believe he could have.
First - who cares for that - he knew he was happy owner of a job because his skin and his ilk turned a lot of funds disbursed and stuff like that.
Instead, he hoped to return soon to commit crimes in order to start some more money eating machines that had the prison as the main gear. Balls. Balls to that part, the thing that until now had not had eyes to see was that the country had become a huge, really huge, the first was surprised there were people willing to come to live. Second, the city was not as many thought, that engulfed the country, but it was the country that was approaching dangerously and citizens did not like so much so that on what the cards said to be the border, the houses were torn down, the City and immediately withdrew from the beginning to build the country up to the ruins and eat them piece by piece. Strange yes, but did not see Cialledda What could have anything to do with all this Grandma. Not at all.
was going to stop in the middle of the whole list of divorces and horns most popular when Marie uttered the magic name: Cannon. Son. Obviously. And right there on the sofa where he sat Cialledda and with the same woman on her back on the padded armrest, slamming his face on the floor and his legs in the air. Cannone great juggler, that you would be married the day of Cialledda sister. And I say it to you? What do you mean sweetheart? Maybe I am about to spoil marriages? The home movie? Do you have home movies of your fucking? Mass that excite me!
"Ah, you keep them there? And they know it? "Mica are real criminals like me.
"You stop here tonight?"
"If I recover I'll kill you."
seemed to shake the whole thing, he feared that the faint Cialledda by lust.
Let's go ...
"What we have here were too many guests to my knowledge."
Night ...
Marianna had fallen asleep and Cialledda with her. At one point, about three o'clock, something inside him made him open his eyes, rested and fully aware of his whereabouts and what he should do. He got up, she sounds hoarse and choked moved imperceptibly nestle between the covers. Cialledda first went to piss, then began to fumble in the casket of her erotic business assistant preferred. There was the above date, those small boxes of video cameras was glad they used it again for it was a bit 'behind in technology.
mental note: get a move on this point.
took just from the time when, just weeks before its release, Cannon took a break from official girlfriend. Everything was ready for the show, obviously Marianna refresh your memory from time to time. It pecked the right one on the second shot, after that with a guy who was not able to see his face because of a carnival mask from Donald Duck. Not even you could understand what was the tool with which fumbled between the legs of Marianna and whether she liked or did only hurt the woman were so similar expressions and moans in both cases. Anyway here's gun in his jacket pocket of Cialledda now she returned to sleep.
They woke up together, and soon also made breakfast together, but she looked as if he did not recognize him and had suddenly found a guy who took the coffee in his kitchen.
Cialledda its part is not spoke to her and left the same way. He had to say good morning to his friend. Even a relative.
knew where to find it at this time. Where to find one that stands up when it does little good if it is day or night, for the sole purpose of tampering his cock next to him and his employees go through that one cup of coffee?
the bar. Just the bar where
Cialledda had just arrived. Ed Cannon also came. Nor had gathered.
were seen.
Neither changed expression. Their trajectories
collisero before the door closed with the curtain in multicolored beads.
"dickhead, you need to talk." Cannone said Cialledda
its part had no time to react because of the slap Cialledda pierced his mouth splitting his lower lip, as fast as those who, from inside, he noticed ' meeting, had seen only cannon began to spit blood all at once and covering her mouth with her hands in futile attempt to not have it on particular.
Cannon's eyes burst of hatred.
"Do not die." Comforted him Cialledda "Come around the corner before you open the melon." Ungrammatical expression maybe, perhaps quaint, but convinced that gun to work to ensure that the mouth remains the only damaged part Melon said.
They turned the corner. But it was just a tactic of Cannon, that turning armed, had decided to show off. The gun pressed against the stomach of Cialledda that looked to the sky as if to say Christ, but because I find them all in front of me? The epilogue to
Cannon was very clear, finger, trigger, and witnesses boom would have had hundreds. The problem was that the meeting makes his left eye and the handful of Cialledda had much more of a hurry that his famous finger so much so that seeing red was reduced to not see just a dick with all the blood in his face. By the way, have you noticed your ass on the sidewalk
"And look what I'm doing the plan." Cialledda informed him. And the gun
santiddio knows where it was over.
Without the weapon and the upright position is not that the gun remained much.
"I have a litter box with you that you have fun with me knows that is not my sister."
expression Cannon was not very clear, mostly smeared.
"I know my sister you do not give a shit. - Continued - And that my mother probably would be the first to tell you to keep the same .... but I'm 'the place you know .. someone who start with this stuff I find ... "
" What? "Cannon said getting up.
"I have to bring those who killed coma 'Lisetta. Today. I know one thing for you is nothing ... "
Cannon was raised and now finally looked Cialledda with the healthy eye, the only one open.
Cialledda there was nothing new.
"Please. - He put the gun in my hand - Take off your thinking. "
cannon. Cialledda did not fall. He opened the zipper of my jacket and lifted her sweater and shirt, his fingers stained with a ichor reddish.
Cannon saw what he saw.
People came out of the bar, blinds are raised, others were closed. "What?" Shouted one of the most courageous people who had come out with the newspaper in hand - who wants to die, but that did not take away the sports pages.
Cannon had put the gun away. Cialledda was mending clothes.
"New Year in advance." He said and walked away leaving them there as many suckers.
3:
I'm alive. And I try to live on, do not tell you the happiness, but at least the dignity and value that my being on earth has. Or is it likely to have. The world is full of beautiful things, good people, together would be worth all the suffering to delete it. There are wonderful places, wonderful paintings - many look at the pictures - and the sunset and sunrise and love too. There is love!
And when I go, I will happy.
Yeah, right, the cocks!
Cialledda thought. Almost
had dozed off at school, behind the chair with the plane split, which was his bunker in the hallway. He had alerted the bell of the third hour, alone, confirming everything that was chewing between thoughts. Not everyone could use their own clock, the cell count by jumping on one leg and one finger in the ass, plant two hands directly on his forehead? No?
No.
Even the sheep run away if they feel such a mess, but the kids no, do not see them going out, are too stoned to even get up from chairs. At the end of the day ... in that place to their parents and the whole television that drunk. She had heard the school headmaster to embroider on the South, traditional school. Oh but how good! But in the meantime had returned the stolen goods and Carlone had come within its borders, hoping that the desire to save the soul of Cialledda follow him. And he - Cialledda always - was undecided whether to give him a much loved and even those played on the fact doverselo ask. No, better not. Already had performed that morning too.
Too anxious, too, to discover how and if the answer to gun would come and if the bastard if he was going to happen or continue to do that was vastaso. It
persuaded then, to find something to distract and slow down to not lengthen the working day, here's when Don Antonio back to the office no less than in the workplace and one of those faces convinced convinced. Discovered what all the calm of Carlone: \u200b\u200bit had, at any moment, raining its patron saint.
Blast in the corridor, Don Antonio threw a furtive glance right and left and in front of him Cialledda saw that in the meantime had begun carelessly, Unwilling to give the importance of waiting. The acceleration that
old man took was impressive despite his age, called him.
Cialledda not turn around.
call again. Approaching.
Cialledda as before.
again.
"The 'what is it?" He replied finally, just after turning. Don Antonio, who almost stumbled into as well as a few shots in less that that the "heart beat, was raised by the end of the chase.
Cialledda had to wait for his two big breaths. Pure.
"Meh?"
"said that friend that you can go for that service out of him." But you see who is the postman!
Don Antonio in his true nature. The friend was
Cannon, easy. Wanted out Cialledda campaign and say it was not hard to imagine where, among all the land that had, meant waiting for him.
probably even sure the priest had no idea what he was talking about. Imagined and also apt. But that's all right. For him. Harvest
the message, gave him away to the priest who went about his business.
not have to wait.
The omission meant the organization of the meeting night. But Cialledda was immediately set in motion. Even before the sunset was around the unfinished building that dominated the fund in which his father had been killed and that was the backdrop to the life of Cialledda as it had begun. Around the walls was filled with Dry, high hedges of brambles and other shrubs spontaneous, capers and rosemary, now low and swollen, now as high as a man, Cialledda sagged and we crawled back, and when in danger of being discovered, he moved behind the olive trees or, as at this time, saliva on a carob tree and slipped between the branches. Like any boy in the area, when Cialledda did not want to be seen, only the mosquitoes were able to track him down. But it must be
summer.
It was not.
Cialledda contemplated the unfinished house, his father had begun to build that he could have eight or maybe ten years, now for a reason now to the other and a series of cards that Cialledda not remember you were always delayed time jobs best with some more money in your pocket.
fact is that had grown tall and had only managed to finish the first two floors that his father had in mind, one big room with a fireplace for heat and for cooking. The second floor were the bedrooms and bathroom. Sometimes we spent some summer evening with friends and family to eat and drink using the table as a big pile of tiles that would be used in the future, covered by a heavy white cloth. Among the guests
father also Cannon family.
the bottom side was another building, the lower and smaller, but completely finished and with a little porch on which clung a climbing on broad leaves. That was the success of Cannon father.
He had killed his own dear close when he got all the permits to continue to build. And maybe then was not the meter of land border that had blown up the wheels, but just the fact that Cannon's father felt he could fuck the other, even in a crap where he failed. The father of Cialledda, moreover, was part of that half-mafia made up of councilors, priests, and farmers with diabetes. There was actually some talk too much and failing.
Cannon could not bear.
According to the country, still well done.
Incidentally, the fund and the building had gone to the mother of Cialledda, but among all the land that had, Cannon son waiting for him in the one that was not his to point out that he was still lord it and that if the mother Cialledda had managed to preserve the property was proper and above all for that. Cialledda just could not understand where he was going to parry the thinking of people like him.
Now it was dark at all, the country was under a black sky with a little moon and Cialledda could make out only occasionally the pale stripe of the road until it sprouted two headlights of a car before shooting at a sharp bend and then reappeared approaching .
There he is.
With the darkness and over the tree, Cialledda was invisible, and yes even in broad daylight would not change much. At that time, after such a long time when it had happened while he was about to jump down from the carob tree, Cialledda thought of his arrest. Many times he had wondered why do not you run away? and reviewing the whole scene in slow motion was always a moment, a gap, always one more than the previous time when it would be able to escape and once out of the house would not have taken more. If the
Cialledda then, it was said, was like that of now ... Instead they came to take him at night while he slept, his mother had let the cops in the house making him sign up to do and when her sister disappeared into hiding - you then! - Cialledda was grabbed and kicked and punched to the police station and arrived with his face swollen, his lips split, two teeth less and bent double, so the pain in the abdomen. A barely stand on their legs and could not speak or even to hear why so many of those shots had arrived on the ears get run over.
Six armed against one, a boy who had made broke ass in the country throughout the day and sleeping. Now they were also one hundred .....
went down. He saw a light draw the compartment door, the door remained open and a dark figure stood in the doorway. It was to be cannon. The car was still moving, the man disappeared and then reappeared bowed, walking backwards, as if he was dragging something.
returned back again and the car engine died. Silence. The light increased, he must have lit a second lumen, the larger, so that Cialledda - now behind a bush - he could see clearly all the interior that enabled the door. It was all family and everything where he had left, the pile of tiles and the large hole in the corner immediately opposite the entrance at ground level, at the point where the floor would come down the drains.
Cialledda remembered ... a child was afraid to look into it because once we had seen putting on a serpent before disappearing she turned to look at, very badly. Cialledda And he was afraid. His father had told him that it was not possible: "Only people look at you wrong."
And he added, giving him a handful but not so benign, on the head: "You see? - And pointed to the hole - What comes to the sea! "
Cialledda, then as now, he could not imagine why his father, at times, saying shit like. He knew very well that did not reach the sea, but the hole ended in a sort of tunnel, lined with cement, which ended up under the house two or three hundred yards away and comes from a rise in the ground on a sort of a cesspool open at the confluence of at least ten other terms such as sewers and that in fact they were only great pipes, great as those that were sometimes close to the yards and where Cialledda and the other children playing tag.
The earth drank it all.
Cialledda He also knew that less than fifty yards from the house there was a manhole cover and it was from there that he decided to slip in order to come to understand that the same combination of shit gun.
He turned it around the house without going outside the door, which had previously remained open, almost walking on all fours between the rows of artichokes on the right side and coming again among the olive trees at the back. Once spotted, under the tree more wrong and who was raised in that pruning had given to his father and under the pile of stones which had probably placed his grandfather. In fact ...
But now it was to seek, to dig in the dark, hands, below the plowed soil and hard. Tlak felt his hands while sinking, the sound of broken branches, of someone who rose above Cialledda looked around just as the clouds discovered the moon and he became even distinguishable from the road, but nothing, no one was there. And nothing could not find. Tlak tlak again and again to peer Cialledda, sagging, there must be some shit! And in the meantime continued to shake the earth tlak! Tlak! Tlak! The sound came louder and Cialledda realized he was wrong by UL, in front of him. Perhaps he had decided to break once and for all. "Fuck ..." she muttered to herself and her hands in the earth riaffondo tlak! Tlak! Tlak! again and there tended time and the manhole cover was gone and he might as well report directly tlak! Tlak! Tlak! Tlak! Tlak! Tlak! strong and prolonged
"What the fuck? - Did Cialledda - Just ahead of me you have to fall? "
tlak.
Cialledda resumed staring at the dig tree. Tlak! Tlak! He stepped back a few steps. Tlak! Tlak! recoiled still tlak! Tlak! and more ...
tlak. Rattled
here a bit 'of land here is the sewer.
"What a story ..." and opened it. Ascended to his nostrils the smell of all the dead and the manner of crap layered his entire family. It was no longer a child and had to bend and proceed to walk mainly because the bottom plane was slippery as well as smelly.
neighborhood. He felt a lot of things behind the walk on the face and neck and had to kill the stunt with a strange little thing that was putting down my spine. He reached into his pocket and decided to become a light with the lighter, but the show he saw convinced him crawling in the dark to continue and not to try to discover the extent to which he could not be emotional.
And besides, it was he who had decided to break into people's houses. Respectfully came and went under the house. He thought you could only hear, but instead hole opened directly on the drain and Cialledda could see, almost could put his head was so close and emerge from the floor. From there
Cannon could see standing up to his knees and the boy perfectly bound and gagged, lying on the ground a few feet away from him. Cannon was decided so ... and had satisfied ....
The boy was terrified. Cannon paced nervous now kicked in the stomach for that poor defenseless, now stood before the door.
"But when you get that fucking bastard?" She heard him say and almost wanted to laugh.
The boy whimpered, gagged and in pain and struggled like a fish pulled out of the water.
And her eyes were those who could not understand why all this was happening to him.
yet ... knew that face .... the light coming down from the house, Cialledda looked her right hand and the face of the boy who fell down the stairs, hit in the face as he tried to prevent him from reaching his grandmother Lisetta, were no longer a mystery.
In the midst of all the crowd had not connected .... and relatives of the boy had not arrived en masse to revenge, but to realize what had combined. Evidently he often procured for trouble. And he had escaped in the odd explosion. And maybe even without wanting to Cannone, he knew the whole story and who knows what his part was to have cost him little effort
Now it was Cialledda.
was then that she felt something wrap around his left leg, something so heavy and strong and vibrant to block every move. In an instant his back and walked out of the corner of the eye pose Cialledda saw the large head and gray on his shoulder, forcing him to bend his neck down to fit conveniently on the opposite side. He let out a long breath and intense and then stretched again to turn and face Cialledda with two eyes that made the little light turned on and gold, with two narrow vertical slits, red blood, for pupils.
Seven teeth, long, shiny and curved protruded from the mouth.
blew looking as bad as the first time they had seen: Cialledda had become larger.
And you too, no doubt about it.
blew again. Cialledda made two and two together and realized that from that moment, even for revenge had had enough. Probably the Queen Viper, thoughts, smells and Cialledda the observed slip up to the hole. The boy, died before he noticed right away and maybe for fear that the bite to the neck, inflicted as fast as a whip.
Cannon did not even have time to see her get up on all its attacks and strike.
Cialledda was again afraid of death.
Especially while now returned to him. Cialledda back down along the body slowly as if he or she may feel honored to be considered worthy step. Cialledda felt the pull to the ankle, was telling him to leave. And he saw it and did not hear until, released by which he joined he turned towards the entrance that had brought him downstairs. She snapped her mouth wide open in the direction of Cialledda, the moonlight seemed even bigger and his eyes momentarily stunned Cialledda. The next moment there was neither the snake nor the moon.
The olive tree was silent.
Cialledda went back to place the metal plate and covered it with earth.
He understood: it had to come back.
Just this once, had helped him.
Who knows why.
4:
Cialledda decided to do the janitor had had enough.
made the announcement the next day and in his first real day off, went to pick up a bit ' Impression and get some 'sunny streets.
The fuss over the death of the boy's gun and was not excessive: they had much of that poison in his body to kill the whole country.
Cocks them, they thought the investigators and relatives. The next day
Cialledda learned that Maria was dead, just as he was walking in the fields, planted in front of his house, a car that nobody, but nobody had recognized to be that of Cannon and always no one, nobody, saw stop, reverse and do pass and repass on the poor. Still no one had seen
gun down, make sure the transition and leave satisfied.
Cialledda thought that after all had deserved what he got, even if unscheduled. Marianna
For a little 'sorry.
who remain? Don Antonio! Don Antonio
simply grabs the funeral.
more ...
