European Resistance Archive/European Resistance Archive (ERA)
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I went into the tavern of Torri and asked if there were partisans here.
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He said: "No, there are no partisan round here, nobody."
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"But I saw a few women ... " "They went to buy food".
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So we decided to stay for a while, waiting for someone to come, but no-one appeared.
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It was like a desert even though it was a village.
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So we sat down under a poplar and said
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"Let's talk. We don't have any money, it's raining, we don't know where the partisans are,
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they don't tell us anything here, what shall we do? Shall we go home?
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But we can't go home any more ..."
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He tried to calm me, he was older than me (he was born in 1924, I in 1926).
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But eventually I took my ID-card out of my wallet, I looked at him and told him:
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"Look, all our will to find the rebels is this".
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And I tore the ID in pieces. He asked me why I had done so
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and I told him: "What do you think we're going to do back home, show that we still have our ID?
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They already know that we went for a walk to see how it is".
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And then I leaned against the poplar and cried, I was like a two-year-old child.
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The whole day was like that.
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We didn't even have the money to go and buy something, but there was nothing to buy, anyway.
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In the evening we saw a guy coming towards us.
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He was the one that i had brought the radio, he was from Gavasseto.
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