When you were there, dear you, Bernardo Jovene came to the sheet on public contributions, a scandal of the mutual society, and he sorted out all the false utility receivers for useless newspapers, saving the Scala or the Scaletta of the Italian press in a big way. Renewed gratitude, after his amazing and passionate documentary, against Di Pietro in Mugello, a cult masterpiece of my personality. I became like a friend of “Report”, which I watched little because I hate investigative journalism, even that of the New Yorker, so to speak. I like analytical journalism or tribunal, that’s how I am. Then came Siegfried, the little Wagnerian Ranucci, the one who was angry with the Americans in Iraq, and I stopped being part of the club, on compliant instructions from the CIA.
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