"To hell with the critics, Alberto, everyone. Remember when I had the book in Cortina and I kept postponing it and do you still have what I wrote you about your poems? That they broke my heart.
"You're damn right it broke my heart.
"Isn't it nice that we both managed to be good writers?"
"You know, W.T.I. is solidly placed in history now. Not that it gives much importance to history. But the poor people who have had to learn it in school when we are dead will be happy or not happy.
"Sleep well, dearest Adriana and when you wake up remember how proud I am of you and that I love you." "Papa W.T.I."
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