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So he began to tell what I had done, saying that my brother was a partisan and I had gone there to pick up a gun.
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At that point I just lost the light of reason.
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That was my luck, since I reacted in a very aggressive way:
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“You’re a scoundrel, I went to pick up a gun?
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When I got there you asked me for my ID card, you took note of my name,
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and as you saw I lived in Reggio, you said you knew my brother…”
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I had to say this, since my brother had already gone to the mountains, it could have saved me.
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“You told me I had to bring a gun to him, but how could I say no to you?
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You had a gun, I only had a basket of eggs in my hand”. I was very mean.
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So he said I was right, and took back what he had stated.
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They asked me to sign the minutes. I couldn’t tell what they wrote on it.
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My cousin and I signed.
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Then they told us we could go home, but they wanted to speak to us again the following morning.
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So I said: “Listen, I’m afraid to stay at home.
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Every night I go to San Bartolomeo to my cousin’s, she’s the local fascist secretary. Can I go there?”
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My cousin said the same: “I usually go with her, or to my mother’s, would you let us go there?”
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They told us we could.
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I got home and Mafaldo Chiessi, who was also an antifascist
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and in charge of communications between Reggio and Milan, told me:
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“Are you joking? You can’t stay here. Tomorrow they’ll torture you.
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