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He’d arrive, hand me a small package, we’d say goodbye and leave.

Generally he’d bring handguns.

If there were only two handguns, I’d carry them alone. I had a big breast

and they would fit perfectly right in the middle…

I’d strap them to my waist and by bicycle I would get to Cerezzola,

to Currada, where I met Marco (Sergio Beretti’s battle name).

Sometimes I brought ammunition, other times salt, etc.

One day Maria Montanari’s cousin, who worked at the Reggiane plant,

had managed to bring out an airplane radio-transmitter.

It was big, and it was at my house.

It wasn’t a normal radio-transmitter.

It had a button you had to press, and during the war it was the one the armies had.

So we had to bring it to the mountains.

Maria and I agreed on the following plan. I’d go to the mountains by train.

I’d get the Reggio-Ciano train at the station, put my bicycle on the coach and get on.

Maria was supposed to look at where I was sitting, and come inside.

We’d pretend we didn’t know each other.

She would put the package in front of me, at the end of the compartment, and leave.

They often checked the suitcases.

We figured that if they found the package, nobody could have told whose it was.