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57 Dialogue with Alaíde Foppa No one can live with a death inside: you have to choose between tossing it far away like a rotten fruit or keeping it and dying from contamination —Alaíde Foppa I try to find the spirit of this woman and discover: her love of apples, her lust for holding gilly flowers to her heart, five children kneaded by her body her body ripped apart by torture. Alaíde of ideas and of flying when I toss your death far away from me it turns into a meteor of justice. ...

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