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  Ciao. I'm Julia.
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  Julia Kay. I'm glad you are here.
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  Nobody has visited me in ages. It's been years now.
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  I must tell you my story, but I don't know where to begin.
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  There is so much that I should start from my childhood, but my
• 0:35
  memories of these times are vague.
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  I only remember the summer of 1929 when they sent me off to
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  stay with my nanny. Nanny, will you tell me the
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  story of the White Lady? No, little Sparrow, not tonight.
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  A fog is coming. See.
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  Yes, I know that when it's foggy the lady kills young women, but
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  why is she so evil? You see, Julia, pain and
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  suffering can make us do evil things, even if we're not
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  actually bad. Just like soldiers have to kill
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  other soldiers. I like the lady, I've decided,
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  Nanny. She must be in so much pain, the
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  poor dear. She still scares me a little
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  though. So now I'll be a young woman and
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  she could kill me. Does she kill those who love her
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  of? Course not.
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  That makes me feel better because I love her.
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  But what about Martha? Would she be in danger?
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  Your sister is with your mother, so do not worry.
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  Do you miss them? No, I mean, yes, I miss Martha a
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  little, but I love spending time with you.
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  Now go to sleep, little Sparrow, it's getting late.
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  OK Nanny, I'll go to sleep and dream of the lady.
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  Was she beautiful? She was beautiful, yes, very
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  much. So, and she'll be beautiful in
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  my dreams and will I be beautiful dressed like her?
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  You'll be even more beautiful. Listen, Annie, since the lady
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  won't harm me because I love her, and since you're not a
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  young woman, could you tell me her story?
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  Even if it's froggy outside, please.
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  Oh, please. Then I'll sleep, I promise.
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  Oh, all right, you always get your own way.
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  I loved Nanny and I loved that story.
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  Every time I heard it, it sounded like a new and more
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  mesmerizing tale. Every night I would ask her to
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  tell me about it, even though it scared me.
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  Even now I can remember every single day of that time and how
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  happy I was. According to an ancient legend,
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  the lakes of the area are haunted by the spirit of a young
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  woman who was killed by the man she loved.
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  She was expecting a lover stroll by the lake, gazing out at the
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  old tree growing on the lakes island.
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  So much hope and desire, but death, not love, was awaiting
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  her. In despair, the man confessed he
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  had killed her out of jealousy, so he was hanged on the small
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  island in the middle of the very same lake where he had killed
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  the girl. They searched everywhere, but
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  the girl's body was never found. Since then, her spirit, known as
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  the White Lady, has been imprisoned in the depths of the
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  lake. She grieves eternally for the
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  loss of the man she loved. When fog arises, the White Lady
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  is known to leave the waters of the lake and roam the woods,
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  looking for her long lost love in vain.
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  Within the fog of dawn, hunters have claimed to hear the wailing
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  of a woman in the distance. Every time the sad memory of the
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  night she perished stirs in her soul.
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  She takes the life of a young woman by slaying such a life in
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  its youth. Even just for an instant, the
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  lady feels free from the burden of her pain.
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  Good night, Nanny. Good.
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  Night my. Love.
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  I spent almost three years with the nanny, but when I came home
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  I quickly forgot how to be happy.
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  My memories did not return until 15 years later in 1944, when I
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  stayed in that house. I enjoyed setting up cameras in
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  the woods by the lake. My father created a device
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  that's attached to the cameras. It would make them take pictures
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  at set intervals. I was trying to photograph
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  animals or whatever else was in that damned place.
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  close the camera, load the film, activate the timer.
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  Almost ready now to bring the image into focus.
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  There's something floating on the surface of the water.
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  If I frame it better, I might be able to see what it is.
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  I was horrified at the idea that someone might have drowned in my
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  lake. The lake was my world where I
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  would spend entire days daydreaming.
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  I would lose myself and my thoughts.
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  But that was a rude awakening. So terrible.
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  I instantly noticed that the person was wearing one of my
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  dresses. I was scared.
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  I dragged that lifeless body as best as I could to the shore,
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  trying not to drown myself. Only when I lifted her in my
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  arms did I realize who she was. It was my sister, my twin, A
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  part of me, dead, impossible to comprehend.
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  I was desperate. I didn't know what to do or to
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  think. I have to stay calm.
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  Martha is not dead. It's not possible.
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  It's not true. There's no need to worry.
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  Everything is fine. We have to stay calm.
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  Martha. February 26th, 1923.
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  What are you doing? Go Erie Run.
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  My parents ran towards me. My mother hugged me.
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  She who detested me was now cuddling me.
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  Her warmth filled me with life and the pain became bearable.
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  I felt protected. Martha, are you OK?
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  She asked me, speaking slowly in order to let me read her lips.
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  She thought I was deaf. She thought I was Martha.
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  I didn't want the moment to fade, so I meekly nodded my
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  head. I didn't realize I had done
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  something that couldn't be undone.
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  I would have to pretend to be Martha forever.
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  O Lord, who gives life to the dying, let your sacrifice of
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  love be offered for Martha's soul into your hands.
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  I also entrust my spirit so that I may be reunited with her in
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  perpetual light, to never suffer the desolation of purgatory.
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  Please grant her eternal rest, O Lord, and may eternal light
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  shine upon her. Did you remember to light the
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  candles in the hall? People will be here soon.
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  Mummy always finds something for everyone to do.
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  July 17th, 1944. Our family is deeply saddened
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  and is thinking of you during this extremely difficult time.
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  Ernesto E and family. July 17th.
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  July 17th. need that right now.
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  Riding bikes around here is beautiful.
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  These are mummy and daddy's bikes though.
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  Mine is outside my dog's basket, or should I say the new dog's
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  basket. I don't remember what happened
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  to my first dog, but when I think of him I feel the spare
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  daddy's canes. They are so beautiful but I
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  can't say why but they have always scared me.
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  The only way people could tell Martha and me apart was by
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  dressing differently. Even mother couldn't tell us
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  apart. This painter was a friend of
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  Grandpa's. I always loved his paintings as
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  a child I used to look at them for hours.
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  Mummy and Daddy, they are the epitome of wealth and elegance,
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  but pain pays no heed to money and style.
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  I. Can't turn it off.
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  We have to listen to the radio all of the time.
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  Any news and announcements can be vital.
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  There's no reason to use the phone right now.
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  July 17th, 1944 Ministry of War Director General for conscripts
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  and NC OS. We are grieving over your sudden
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  loss and we send you our heartfelt condolences.
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  The Lieutenant Colonel, rapporteur, An old painting.
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  I find it. It's so sad.
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  It communicates a sense of deep solitude to me.
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  July 17th, 1944 Ministry of War Director General for conscripts
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  and NC OS. We are grieving a Telegraph box.
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  I know how to use it. Daddy taught me.
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  Parla londra tras. Mesiamo Alfuni.
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  Mesajes pechali veliche nona. Delicious.
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  Echestata, La. Pioja La.
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  Mia Barba. Esta para la.
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  Londra. What's happening?
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  Who closed the door? Eric, Eric, wake up.
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  Do you think it's appropriate to sleep here of all places?
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  What? Yes, I must have fallen asleep.
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  What are they talking about? You can't stay here forever.
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  Why don't you go to bed? No, no, I want to stay with my
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  daughter. Your.
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  Daughter. Your daughter.
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  You have another daughter. You know, the one who's still
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  alive, remember? What are you talking about?
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  Irena Julia is dead. What kind of command is that?
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  How can you? You should be thinking about
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  Martha. Julia harmed Martha, you know
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  that, right? And as if that were not enough,
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  she has now also abandoned her. It's the same old story.
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  Everything is always Julia's fault.
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  Isn't it her fault for Martha being deaf and for you being
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  infertile? Do you think it's the right time
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  for this? Julia is dead.
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  Irena dead. Someone killed her.
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  Do you realize that of? Course, I realize.
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  I get it. Do you think I'm stupid?
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  No one understands it better than me.
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  She always brought problems. Only problems.
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  It would have been better if she hadn't been born at all.
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  You're crazy. I'm the crazy one me.
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  They have done this to get at me.
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  Yes. Your death is all my fault.
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  All I could ever do for you was hurt you.
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  Julia, my poor, sweet, crazy girl.
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  What will I do without you? What will life be like now?
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  All the time I didn't spend with you, but now I'm home.
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  We can go fishing together. We can take pictures of
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  butterflies. No.
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  We can't do anything together anymore, can we?
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  Nothing. I miss you, Julia.
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  I miss you. While American bombings continue
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  to devastate the peaceful towns within the Elsa Valley, we have
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  heard some tragic news from the area of La Ramola.
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  The young daughter of German Army General Enrique was
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  murdered near her home. What possible reason could there
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  have been behind such a cowardly egg?
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  This is what the carabinieri, who immediately intervened,
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  hoped to find out.