The Oscar Wilde's Trial
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1895. The famous author Oscar Wilde is accused of 'gross indecency' fro his works by the court. During a short report, the News Program on the BBC, ACL News, present the whole affair and explain its extent and aslo gives us the outcome of this story that has tansformed the life of the well-known author of 'The Importance of Being Earnest'.
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