9 December 2008. Cold night, bright dawn. Laura the pool guard, wrapped in headband, sweats and scarf...huddled on couch in between sets...
Voice of the governor, his thick a's and o's--that östereicher touch, radio days. "There will be cuts," gash on side of leg--as with Stefan, the swim team coach, hiking up his cuff as his workmate winces. Her round face, all this way and that--dismay as cure...
Antonio Gramsci--the hegemony of culture. Words from a harsher--and clearer--time. La lucha, the struggle... Letters from prison, the one to his mother...
"La vita è così, molto dura, e figli qualche volta devono dare dei grandi dolori alle loro mamme, se vogliono conservare il loro dignità di uomini..."
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