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rome was such a beautiful city and it's a pity that this will be the first and last time i'll be visiting it.

yesterday i looked for the british embassy. i roamed for hours until my feet were sore, but i couldn't risk it calling a cab, i knew they would recognise me.

i was looking for the well-known pierce wellington, the bastard that's being managing the english immigrants for way too many years in this embassy.

i remained hidden for more that five hours, waiting for him to leave the building, which he finally did, with one of his colleagues, laughing and talking loudly.

today, i was waiting for him on a more evident place, with a gun in my hands.

all i had to do was wait for him to get out and everything else would be history.

the surprise however came when he was leaving the building with a child in his arms and a woman following them happily. there was zero chance i was going to attack him while an innocent child was sitting in his arms.

even though this schedule seemed to become boring -coming and going to the embassy for three days in a row-, I was not getting tired at all, even though i grew more and more anxious by the day. i knew they were close to finding me.

i had to finish this as fast as i could. not even one of them should stay alive.