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41But a voice, in our heart, suggested us to move in some other direction and hear some other doctor, possibly a specialist, not the "usual family doctor". And so, my brother and me decided to bring in a well-known doctor who knew and esteemed my father for many years: Prof. Milone. The visit, I remember, was short and silent, with few words. Accompanying Prof. Milone at the exit door at last, we learned with unutterable regret and excruciating pain that our dear father was, unfortunately, suffering from an incurable disease and his end was not far away. We kept this crude truth naturally hidden from both my mother and my father himself. In the meantime, he continued to complain about the constant pains; the physical forces were abandoning him: only the spirit was the same as always and h

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