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  • A. proudly says he is not a thief.

    When he was 6, he stole 3 kg of chocolate.
    A part from the fact that he spent most of his time in the bathroom because of eating it fastly, it was great to have a stock of chocolate under the bed.

    When he was 17 years old he went with two friends to a farm near Perpignan and stole a tractor.

    He guided it in the night, in the stars, down a big white moon lightening the path.

    It was 3 a.m. in the morning when they arrived in the city.
    "At that moment, from one side, we discovered that weave in and out of the cars with a tractor is not easy and, from the other side, the police discovered us."

    He was sent in a trial and the judge explained to his father that he had two options: send his boy to a reformatory or send him to the military service.
    They decided for the second option.

    "This is why at my father's house now there are three grenades hidden somwhere...", he said, "...But I tell you. I'm not a thief. At all."

    Drawing by Pietro (2 years and a half)
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