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Why do you run everywhere? the Italian woman said as I ran past her up the stairs of the flats. I didn't reply just smiled and went into my parents' flat. My cousin said when I met her by the railway bridge my mother was home from hospital with my twin sisters.   My mother was in the sitting room feeding one of my sisters. She said my other sister was in a carry cot in the bedroom. There she was my little sister with dark hair and eyes closed sleeping. I'm your big brother I said and touched her tiny hand with little thin fingers. Funny what memories remain how that memory lingers.
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Jun 3, 2025
Jun 3, 2025 at 3:57 AM UTC
Perché Corri Dappertutto 1957.
Why do you run everywhere? the Italian woman said as I ran past her up the stairs of the flats. I didn't reply just smiled and went into my parents' flat. My cousin said when I met her by the railway bridge my mother was home from hospital with my twin sisters.   My mother was in the sitting room feeding one of my sisters. She said my other sister was in a carry cot in the bedroom. There she was my little sister with dark hair and eyes closed sleeping. I'm your big brother I said and touched her tiny hand with little thin fingers. Funny what memories remain how that memory lingers.
TerryCollett
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Jun 3, 2025
Jun 3, 2025 at 3:57 AM UTC
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