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Angelo Ferracuti, Nafta.
p.d from Nafta: "After you're the champion, first you lose your legs, then you lose your reflexes, and then you lose your friends." (Willie Pep)
(Italiano-English translation by myself:
"Corrado Capanna was taking a look to his illustrated book and was also reading odd anecdotes that not even he knew. Under a picture of Jake La Motta, that picture of his combat with Tiberio Mitri, there was a quote of him saying: "My family was so poor that every Christmas my father went outside our home and made a shot to the air with his gun. Then, he would come back nervous and tell us, to the kids, that Santa Claus had just committed suicide.")
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