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Last spring wasn't for me a colourful season, I had so many worries, a lot of fear and tiredness accumulated since autumn. The discovery of my father's illness, the fights with (shit) hospitals, his hospitalization lasted three months and in the end his death in June. He has been hospitalized in the hospital of Cefalù, 70 km away from Palermo, and while I waited for the visiting hours I visited the surroundings of Cefalù.
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