-Come here!
-Come on... take it easy.
Gently....
Come on.
Here we go...
OK... Easy, now. There you go, there you go.
Impeccable.
Disturbing music
Soft piano music
-Bless us, O Lord.
Amen.
-Let's go! -Let's go, let's go, let's go! Do it again!
-More, more, more!
Come on...
Go, there!
Go ahead!
-Basta...
-But yesterday you said yes.
-I'm hot.
Fucking hell!
-Get out of the way! -Oh, come on, you're pushing it.
-Here, take a look.
I'm kicking your ass. What's up? -Why are you pressing?
-The boys, basta, the games.
-I saw you last night with a guy.
-I don't know. -Which guy?
-I didn't get a good look.
It was dark. Come on, say it!
-Nonsense.
-Either way, we'll find out.
Oh, that one!
-Give me a break!
-Look out! Oh!
-I'm going to get some cakes, auntie.
Are you working this afternoon?
-Yeah, till 3:00. Shall we meet at the beach?
-Is that all?
-Come on! -Wait, wait...
-Come on, let's go to the back.
-Romain!
Lesia, will you come with me to drop off the tomatoes at Jo's?
-Not right now. It's hot. We'll go later.
-No, that's just it, they'll suffer in the car.
Come on, we'll be 2 minutes.
-Wait for me!
-To the beach!
*Radio music
-Why don't they tell me anything?
-My darling, I can't...
-Why don't people ask me my opinion?
-You don't ask a kid's opinion.
It's complicated enough as it is.
Is your grandmother well? -She's fine.
You've grown again.
-What did you put in it?
-Everything you need.
Don't worry. Just come here.
We meet again
in a few days, OK?
Huh?
-Do you remember how we hold each other?
-You, take it easy.
Disturbing music
-So...
-How long will will I stay here?
-I don't know. A few days.
-How long have you been in this house?
-A few days.
What do you say we go fishing for two
tomorrow morning?
-If you like.
-I'll wake you up at 6.
How's 6 o'clock?
-Can I call someone from the phone?
-No, darling.
You know it.
Who did you want to call at this hour?
Huh?
-Who's this?
-Godfather!
-Ah... How are you?
Mmh...
You okay, honey? I didn't know you were here.
-Just look at me. Wow...
How beautiful you are. How incredible. You remind me of your poor mother.
When I tell Jean that I've seen you, he'll be jealous.
-How's he doing?
-He's fine. He's in the village with Celia, arriving at the end of the week.
You know what we're gonna do? We're going to have a day at sea.
All together...
Just like last year. How about it?
Yeah, hello?
-Where is Dad?
We had to go fishing.
-It's out!! will be out soon.
-What's going on?
-Do you want to go to the tobacconist's and get me some cigarettes?
Lä, when you go out, turn right.
In 10 minutes, you'll see it.
Here.
You take me
3 cartons of Philip Morris. Take what you want with the rest.
*-Hello?
-Hello, I'd like to speak to Fabien, please.
*-Ah, he's at work. Should I leave him a message?
-No, I'll call back, thanks.
*-Shocked continued
to the explosion of a car bomb which almost claimed the lives
to Socialist elected representative Philippe Padovani,
numerous expressions of support from the island's political class
have been speaking out since this morning.
A unanimous condemnation of this violent and barbaric act.
Images by Diane Paoli and Jérôme Matei.
-Thank you.
*-The explosion of the car bomb which injured 4 people
one serious occurred shortly before 10 p.m.
in the center of Ajaccio.
The target of this attack was Philippe Padovani.
The Socialist President of the Corsican region
and his advisor miraculously miraculously unscathed.
They were heading
to their company car...
-Two more steps and you'd be there.
*-The car exploded...
*-An investigation was opened this morning by the public prosecutor
for attempted murder.
*-More information...
(-Stand up, darling...)
(Come on, raise your head, the body will follow.)
What are you afraid of?
It's not the little beast that's going to eat the big one.
-I prefer big beasts.
Whose boat is this?
-It's okay, you can throw it away.
Don't leave your lead lying around, there are rocks.
So, tell me a little,
how was school at the end of the year?
-I'm fine.
-Auntie told me you got good grades.
-I came 3rd.
-Ah, that's good.
What are your favorite subjects?
-Always the same.
History-geography, French, sports.
-Mmh.
What about science?
-I don't really like it.
-I didn't like it either.
Lift your lead a little. -It is up.
And what about you? where have you been these last few months?
-I moved around quite a bit.
-Where?
You never say where.
-Oh, Lesia, watch your lead.
-The others,
they'll be here all week?
-Surely, yes.
-Because of the explosion of your friend's car?
-Ah! Ah...
-Did it bite?
The other day, I thought of you.
A tourist caught fish with a salad bowl.
-A salad bowl?
-He put a cloth over a salad bowl,
an inner tube to hold it,
he made a hole in the middle so that the fish
can return,
he put flour on top.
2 minutes later, there was a sar and two mules.
-With a salad bowl and flour on the beach?
Aio, aio...
-What, you don't believe me?
Dad, I saw it!
-I'm not saying you're lying.
You've had your hand taken by tourists, that's all.
One of his underwater friends filled the bowl,
you haven't seen it.
That's all right.
-10 times, they did it again.
He put the fish back 10 times, the guy?
-He put the same ones back on.
I've told you 3 times to pull up your line.
Your lead arrived in the rocks.
Did I tell you or not?
Come on, give.
-What are you doing?
-I break.
Who cares? It's just a lead.
3 times I tell you to pull up your line,
instead of telling me salad bowl bullshit.
Listen to me when I'm talking to you.
Have another.
-Where are you going?
-To see someone.
-Is everyone going? -Yeah.
-What about me?
-You keep the house for us.
We won't be long. In 2, 3 hours, we'll be there. Hmm?
*-Hello?
-Hello. I'd like to speak to Fabien, I'd like to speak to Fabien.
*-I'll put him on. Fabien!
Fabien?
Ah, sorry, I thought he was here.
He had to leave. Do you want...
*-Hello? -Tata?
*-Lesia? What's the matter?
-Nothing, just calling to see how things were going.
*-Where are you calling from?
-From a cabin.
Are you all right?
-I'm fine.
*-Thomas, enough of that! Get out and get dressed!
-What does it do?
*-He's naked in the living room and Marie-Michelle arrives
in 5 minutes.
I have to go. He's driving me crazy.
Anything special?
Hello?
-Auntie, don't you want
come and get me? *-Lesia...
-I want to go home... *-Stop!
Stop right there. I can't pick you up.
Even if I could, I wouldn't.
It's important for you to be there.
You won't be there long, so enjoy
before returning to the village.
-But I'm not taking advantage! *-Lesia...
Do you know what it takes to make that possible?
And you have whims?
Make an effort. You'll be fine.
(-"One target may hide another.)
("This is what some sources suggest)
("when they evoke the proximity between)
("the socialist president Philippe Padovani)
("and his lifelong friend, the enigmatic clan leader)
("Pierre-Paul Savelli.)
("Wanted by the authorities since March 1991,)
("the latter could, according to them)
("to be the real target of this attack,)
("to weaken its influence on the island environment).
("At a time when certain territories are still the object of covetousness,)
("such an event could be the beginning of a new one)
("Bloody chapter on the island.")
(-What are you doing here, my darling?)
Go back to bed.
Soft music
-Your daughter is 20
How time flies
-MADAME JUST YESTERDAY
WAS SO SMALL
-And his first torments
-Are your first wrinkles
-MADAME
-And your first worries
-We thought she was pretty
-BUT SHE'S BEAUTIFUL
FOR AN INDIVIDUAL ALMOST AS YOUNG AS HER
A BOY WHO LOOKS LIKE
TO THE ONE FOR WHICH
-
-You had embellished
Soft music
-Crazy thing, just 9am,
it's hot.
-Would you like a coffee, godfather?
-Come on.
Mmh...
I had Jean and Celia.
They arrive in the village tomorrow.
-Are they coming here?
-No, not here.
But at the end of the week, a day on the boat.
-Come on. -What's up?
I prepare the picnic, I take the skis and the towed buoy,
we all go for it and the last one to fall wins.
-You're sure to be the first to fall!
-That's it! We'll see.
Is it mine? -I'll take it.
-Thank you, darling.
-Thank you very much.
-Do you want me to call?
-All right, I'll do it. -How about this?
-His nephew's CV.
Talk to Michel to find a place for him.
Nothing?
Nobody's moving, it's very quiet.
- Do you trust him? - I don't trust anybody.
-Marchini and the Buresi?
-The Buresi do their business, it works well.
Nobody fucks with them.
Marchini, the same.
He took over the commercial port, the ferries,
he's never gorged himself so much.
Too busy counting his pennies to start a war.
-Mmh.
-And the nationalists?
-No.
-Mmh.
It's not right.
-What?
-The car bomb thing.
You have to want to get bored with an organization like this.
He's an easy target, Pado.
If you want to kill him, you put a bullet in his head.
-Who can afford to do that?
From a logistical point of view.
-Marchini and Buresi could.
-Pierre-Paul is right then,
why a car bomb?
-What do I know? To cover my tracks.
-That would mean they've changed, that they've become intelligent.
-No...
We don't change.
This car...
it's the beginning of something, it's a break.
You're going to the bar.
Take the temperature in town. Hang out for a while.
Get information and show yourself.
Come on.
-Where you been, girl?
-I stayed a while
at the beach.
The water was good, you should have gone.
-You're right.
What's for dinner tonight?
Shall we get some pizza? -Sure.
Yesterday's fish.
-Ah, that's right.
We can make soup, if you like.
Can you do it?
Soft music
What's up?
(That's a good one.) -AH!
-What's up?
1,42.
Wait, I'm looking
earlier. -At least 20 more seconds.
-Hey, calm down, Jacques Mayol.
12 more seconds. It's beautiful already.
-Come on, your turn now. -No, no, no, no, no, no.
-Go ahead!
-No, I don't like it. -Come on!
Santu!
-I suck, you beat me. I can't last 30 seconds.
-N'importe quoi. Lend me the watch.
I set the time.
-Hey! Did you want to throw me in the water?
-Nonsense! -You wanted it!
-Come on, let's go! -Stop it!
Don't you want the watch? -Take it! I want the watch.
-Santu!
*-... unprecedented modus operandi of rare violence
which took place this morning in Appietto.
Caught in an ambush on the road to Listincone,
a vehicle was reportedly hit by a 4x4 ram car
before being riddled at point-blank range by multiple buckshot shots.
The victim is restaurateur Joseph Benetti,
close to Pierre-Paul Savelli.
Earlier this week, another relation of the clan chief
was targeted by a car bomb,
socialist regional president Philippe Padovani.
This is the third murder...
-But how is this possible?
-He used to come here. Someone knew his route.
(-Punaise...)
-You need to know.
We need to know.
-I made the call.
I'm sorry, Daddy.
-You should never have called.
But you had nothing to do with Godfather's death.
OK?
You would have called all of Corsica, it wouldn't have mattered.
Is that clear?
Come on.
-Why did they kill him?
-I don't know, darling.
Listen to me.
It's fate that's hit us. We have to stay strong.
It's what he would have wanted. Hmm?
I'm going to go back to find out what happened.
You're going back to Auntie, resume your life of...
-No! -Listen to me!
-I don't want to!
-Please listen to me. -I want to stay with you!
-You can't, darling.
I need to know you're safe with auntie in the village.
It can't be any other way.
Do you understand?
We'll see you soon.
I promise.
-Aren't we going to the village?
-We go to the morgue first.
-I'm sorry for your loss, Jean.
-Have you seen it?
(-Yes.)
(Je rentre....)
I'll take care of it.
And bring back my mother-in-law.
-Take heart.
Will you wait for us for 2 minutes? -Where are you going?
-We're on our way.
Disturbing music
Soft music
-It's been a long time
that the white van is following us?
-You don't care
whose face?
-Pierre-Paul... -I'm talking!
That's me talking!
You're playing at being a big shot and you get taken in hand by a little girl?
I need you to drop it off at my sister's and bring her back here to me.
What the fuck do we have to do back and forth for your bullshit?
Taking risks to show off on the roads?
Aren't they dangerous enough?
-As you wish... -You, shut up!
I don't want to hear you, basta!
Fucking good-for-nothings you are.
Tomorrow you're off with Santu.
-I'll stay with you. I won't bother you.
I promise. -What are you thinking?
Are you good for anything? Can you help me?
-I can shoot! -Stop it! Stop it!
Now you're a problem.
If you want to do something, listen to me.
Do as I say and go back to the village.
Heavy music
Ominous music
-Lesia?
Oh, excuse me.
-Coming!
-I'm sorry. I thought I thought you were asleep.
-That's all right.
-We gotta go. You ready to go?
-Where is Dad?
-He's already gone.
Well, we're not bring you back today.
There's cops everywhere. They're going to be at Auntie's.
-What are they going to do at Auntie's?
-They're going to search.
But there's nothing to find.
Come on, pack your things.
-Where are we going?
-Shopping.
Disturbing music
-Sté!
I've got it!
-You, put that there!
-Go take a bath.
We'll take care of the rest.
-You look good.
You look younger.
-Do you like it?
-Yes.
-Come on.
-Where?
-Who saw this car?
-Some guys from the DST drinking coffee at the bar
-A few minutes before.
The guy had to wait to see Joseph pass by,
gave the signal and left.
The cop put the immat' on the file.
He came across a 306 loc'.
On behalf of Charles Serra.
-Charles Serra?
Marchini's son-in-law?
-What does it do?
-He occasionally gives his hand away.
It's not Marchini's way.
-No.
That's why if it's him...
he's not alone.
-What if I don't feel it?
-You do nothing.
You're playing dumb.
You let him talk, drink your coffee and leave.
If it was him in the car, he'll feel it going by.
He...
Marchini...
All the others.
Lesia?
Come and have a look.
What's being said and what you see here,
you don't tell anyone.
Never.
Not your auntie, not your girlfriends,
or your lover, not tomorrow, not 10 years from now.
Never.
To no one.
Do I trust you?
When I tell you go for a walk,
you're going for a ride.
Do you understand?
-Shall I take a walk?
-Have a seat.
Soft music
Disturbing music
Soft music
What's the time? -11h17.
It's early, isn't it?
-It happens, so do wild boars
must be overwhelmed with this heat.
-Do you know who killed Godfather?
-Yes.
-Why do they want to kill you?
-For the money.
For power.
-Can't you talk to them? Can't you work something out?
-There's no talking with these people.
-The weapons in the crates, is this your revenge?
-Lesia, basta, the questions. -Last night,
you told me that you trusted me.
When are you going to do this?
-Tomorrow.
-Who's going?
-Sté and Santu.
Oh, Lesia, it's complicated.
When I was threatened, I had to defend myself.
People say things about me, but most of them aren't true.
Do you understand?
-Are you scared?
-We're all scared.
When we have our own lives,
you breathe it in, the fear.
We eat it.
That's what keeps us alive.
Heavy music
-He was a bit far away.
-A bit windy too.
Next time.
*-Restaurants have voiced their dissatisfaction
following the
estimated at over 20%.
The Minister was reassuring and pledged
to enter into dialogue with transport companies
and provide a clear answer to tourism professionals
by the end of the week.
We remind you the main information,
a deadly shoot-out
which took place in the center of Ajaccio.
2 individuals on a motorcycle opened fire, killing 2 people before taking
escape.
The victims are known to the police.
We'll come back to this in our 7pm edition.
A short musical break, a trip down memory lane with Tino
and we meet again on Alta Frequenza.
*Corsican Complaint (Tino Rossi)
Heavy music
-The cops are here!
The cops are here!
-Where are they?
-Lä-haut on the way!
-Oh!
-Get down!
-Lesia, stay here!
Lesia!
-Get down.
-Come back!
-Stop the car! Hold it right there!
Stop it!
-Oh!
-Are we disturbing you?
-What are you doing here?
Come in, come in.
Honey, can you come here?
-I put everything on the bed. -Thank you, Pauline.
*Africa (Toto)
Soft piano music
-Good afternoon.
My name is Marianne.
How are you? Did you get some rest?
-I'm fine.
-Are you hungry?
Would you like a chocolate? Some milk?
-A cup of coffee.
With sugar?
OK.
I'll get that for you.
-How long have known my father?
-30 years, give or take.
-Why haven't I seen you before?
-Because...
I've traveled.
-Did you know my mother?
-Very good.
She was quite a woman, your mom.
We have to tell you, that you look just like him.
You look like him too.
I hear you're quite a hunter.
Do you like it?
What do you mean?
-I've never liked hunting.
-Why are you going?
-To spend time with him.
-Who replaces him? -A cop from Marseille.
We don't know him.
-Ghjasè and Petru?
-Carrying a weapon, obstructing the police.
They're not coming out any time soon. -They will.
You tell them we'll take them out, do you understand?
Marchini?
-How regularly?
If you want to do it, it's complicated.
-It's hot.
And not many places to park.
-Let me see.
-Le Must closed because of drugs.
We see less of Ocana's team.
You already know that.
The young people of the plain have disappeared.
-What do you mean by that?
-The team has disappeared. They're out of town.
No one has seen them for 3 weeks.
Disturbing music
-Behold! -Thank you.
Lively music
-Since when do you smoke?
-I don't smoke. I quit 20 years ago.
Are you hungry?
Sir?
-Sir.
-We'll take...
2 croque-monsieur.
-Hmm? -With fries.
And... Pizza?
A queen.
With... A Tropico?
-Perfect, thank you.
-What are we doing?
-We spend some time together.
-Stop it. What are we really doing?
-We wait.
And we spend some time together.
Lively music
-What's up?
-This music...
Joäo Gilberto,
Jobim...
Reminds me of your mother...
We danced the bossa all night long.
In Maracaibo, Caracas...
-Wasn't I born?
-Not yet, no.
You weren't on the program.
You were our accident.
(The most beautiful of accidents.)
Remember Venezuela?
-I have images.
I remember...
the wooden house, the banana trees,
with parrots on it.
-Macaws.
And the monkeys that used to steal your pacifier, remember?
-No.
-They came like this....
Knock!
It made you laugh every time.
I'd turned it into a zoo of this house.
We had panthers, crocodiles...
-Crocodiles?
Two little ones. They were wounded.
I nursed them for a few months and released them.
Your mother was scared.
-Mommy, was she nice there?
-Those were the happiest years of our lives.
-Why did we leave?
-We were dumped. We were safer, and then...
You were there.
We decided to go home.
-How long did you stay?
-13 years.
Three of them with you.
-Wouldn't you like to go back?
-Yes, my darling...
I'd love to.
-What's it to you? You have false papers.
You make me do it and...
we go back to live there, no one will come looking for us.
What?
-It would be nice if it were that simple.
-Simple. You don't have to go back there.
We'll go to another country.
We'd have our own restaurant. We'd catch our own fish.
I'll cook and even make cocktails.
Why not?
-Because...
I can't leave, that's the way it is.
I can't go to the ends of the earth when my friends are in danger.
My life is here.
My family.
My business.
It's all here.
-You don't even see your family.
-You know...
I was 16
when my father was killed in front of me.
When I buried him, I promised myself
not to return to his grave until I have avenged him.
The first few months were...
It was unbreathable.
I had a taste of iron in my mouth.
I talked more to my sisters.
My own mother...
Wherever I lived,
I removed the mirrors so I wouldn't have to look at myself.
I couldn't stand kids laughing in the street,
the guys who were for a parking ticket,
the old ladies who talked to their dog as to their son.
I felt like cutting out to cut out their tongues.
Every hour that passed, I thought about it.
To my revenge.
It was the only thing in my life.
There were two of them who shot my father.
More than twenty were involved in his death.
It took me years to shape myself.
To learn.
Devising my plan.
When I went down that road,
I never thought I'd be a father.
I was sure I'd die young.
I was taking on guys 30 years my senior.
Caïds who reigned terror terror over Corsica,
in Marseille.
Everyone feared them.
I was just a kid.
I had the wrath of the gods with me.
I was indestructible, I was afraid of nothing.
They had taken my father away from me, it was impossible that one of them
can breathe the same air I do.
The anger of a kid...
We don't realize.
Don't be suspicious.
The whole history of mankind, starts there.
Then at the same time,
I met your mother.
It hit me, she upset me.
She was incredible.
I didn't think I could fall in love at that moment.
She never asked me anything, but she understood everything.
She took me as I was.
And so am I.
It took me 24 years to return my father's grave.
24 years old...
to hang up a mirror home.
24 years to have blood on his hands.
I'm neither proud nor ashamed of it.
I did what I had to do.
And today...
I'm paying the consequences.
You pay the consequences.
And it hurts me...
It hurts me to say no to you all the time.
Not to call on the phone.
Not to say where you were on vacation.
Not to pick you up after school.
Not to stay with you at your mother's bedside
sick and dying.
And no...
to go to the end of the world with your father
to rebuild our lives.
No...
You didn't do anything wrong, my daughter.
You didn't ask.
But no.
I hope one day you'll forgive me.
-It's okay, Dad.
Jazz music
- -
(My darling, tell you something.)
Every morning that God does, it's a gift of life.
I wasn't supposed to survive after 20 years, I'm now 59.
It was impossible I could ever know you
and you've been the sunshine of my life for the past 15 years.
Do you understand what I mean?
Every day is a jackpot.
Every day, I'm a winner. You're a winner.
We've already been through all that.
All your life,
you'll remember that it was priceless,
moments shared in our kingdom.
-I know, Daddy.
(-Come on, come on.)
Jazz music
-Good morning to you. -Good morning to you.
Soft music
Heavy music
Disturbing music
-Oh!
With whom?
Jeannot, tell Santu to pick us up tomorrow at noon.
You're going back to the village,
you lie down and don't move anymore, do you understand?
-Oh! There, there!
Yeah!
-No....
-Nice. Nice point.
-Well placed.
-Oh, the Bretons are evil!
-Quais, he has no choice.
-It's not going to be easy.
-OH!
-In bowls, you can't get emotional,
otherwise, the arm trembles
and it's not good!
-You said it.
-Oh, le Breton!
We won't be here all night!
-Oh, my, my...
-OH!
-Voilà!
Heavy music
-Santu still hasn't arrived?
Disturbing music
-Can I cash you out?
-Keep the change. -Thank you for your time.
-Go to the back.
-Shouldn't we wait for him?
-He won't be coming back.
Huh?
You can settle in here.
-Very nice place you have here, Mimi.
-Your father often played
with this cross.
I often found it on the floor...
Then every object here had an importance
for him. -Mmh.
Where did he sleep?
-He slept there.
This house,
my great-grandfather who built it.
Now, I think you're going to like it here.
-Thank you, Mimi.
*-It's back to the inevitable back-to-school chore.
Buying school supplies in supermarkets...
Parents and children stroll the aisles
looking for binders and pencils,
kits, satchels, essentials for getting started
on the right foot a new school year.
To help families with modest incomes
in this task, the back-to-school allowance...
Let's eat!
*-... to families with only one child.
You must not exceed an annual income ceiling
of 102049 francs.
-Look, you'll be back on Thursday,
that leaves you three days to get ready for back-to-school with auntie.
-It's useless!
You're going home to auntie, join your friends
and get on with your life.
Don't insist this time.
We'll see each other again soon, I promise.
Did Mimi tell you about the river below?
We could go for a walk tomorrow.
And at the end of the day,
we could have a little wild boar at the station?
Here.
Too many people are behind you.
He's always around.
But he's hanging in there.
And then...
it's hard to see clearly.
who...
-There... That's good.
It's just a shot in the arm, the gears.
Now you're back in second grade.
You pull away from the edge and steer right.
Braque on the right.
-I'm pointing!
-Point it closer. Can you see the trees?
-Oh, just drive!
-Eh, la Bretonne!
To drive in Corsica, don't get emotional!
Don't give in to pressure,
otherwise, the arm trembles, and that's no good!
You don't want to tell me what you have in your bag?
-No!
You'll see.
-Oh, oh, oh...
Ounh!
Oh, po, po....
It can't be.
That story again fishing with a salad bowl?
It's bogus,
I'm telling you, you've been had.
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-I think it's good. Almost a little hot.
Who was right?
-I've never seen anything like it! -Who was right?
-The time we'll save to make live ones!
-Classy! -Instead of wasting hours,
throw in 3 salad bowls and you're done!
-Of course!
-I never doubted you. -That's what I'm talking about.
-You're the strongest, my girl.
-OK, go for it! Go for it!
-No, leave it!
-Come on!
Go for it!
-Come on. Let's go, let's go, let's go!
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-You did what you wanted.
I never want to see you touch a caliber or a rifle.
We'll take care of the others.
Do we have a deal?
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-I missed you.
-I'll make you something else if you don't like it.
There's some fish left in the fridge.
-No thanks, I'm not hungry.
-You didn't work up an appetite, the mountains?
-Yes, but I had a late lunch.
*-The older children have returned to secondary school.
This year, the schools over 20,000 students this year.
This morning in Ajaccio, the schoolchildren visited their classrooms.
They familiarized themselves with the premises.
Walls that will soon
the pages of their new lives.
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"Irene (Rodrigo Amarante)