FLASH
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In the confession of the Albanian who killed herself in Greece, other shocking details come to light. Fatbardha Pali, who ended her life, mentions in her farewell letter two women with whom her husband cheated, who are suspected to be her two relatives, Lona and Mira. In the now public letter, he also mentions his brother, to whom he apologizes.
"Brother Claude, I'm sorry, it's true for the fight we had together, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I had the mascara at home, it's true that he wrote with your wife, the mascara, k*rvar k*rvar will die. I didn't know I had blood in the house. Give me halal brothers, sisters, this is Ilir Pali, don't do it, come to me as soon as possible Kadri, Pali took 3 wives, if the ladies weren't there to take the hack, that's how these kind of people like it. Every February 2, Kadri Pali saw a coffin at home, haram saw my hysmet " , writes Fatbardha.
She tells her son that she left him 500 euros, while asking him to run away to Albania, create a family there and name her daughter after her.
"Julio, be yourself, son. Mom will pray to God for you even in the grave, make me halal, son. Mom left 500 euros in Joe's blue sweatshirt closet. Xhoi loves his mother very much, he said, son of the mother, run away, I'll watch you from afar, Xhoi of the mother, son of the mother Bardhë was deceived by grandfather Iliri. O son, when you grow up, you will hear from others. Son of mother shoi, may God make you miz, bee, O Son. If you go home to Albania, I'll leave you some money. I worked with a wound in my stomach and heart, son of my mother, don't do anything bad, son of my mother, take your family, go to Albania, make an oyster, put my name, son, to remember me. Don't forget me, my son, I died, my phone battery is running out, my son, I have a lot to tell you, I can't anymore, my son. Julio, I drank brandy, son, otherwise I couldn't handle the rope, running away from you, son" , says Fatbardha.
"Palit removed the visa, son, I will keep Lona with Mira and Lona's friends and Kadriu, please don't do it, god. At home in Durrës, don't accept it, the trust is unspent, son, I called Iliri in the morning, I told Julio he has no work, do whatever you want, he told me, I don't care. He's not a man, he's a model, he's a whore, don't worry. Yes, not with me because I eat the tulip, I have endured many years, put on the Ilir Pali dress or open my coffin, come with me. You don't have to live anymore, this was your manhood, you were only a man. Julio, be a man, son. I love you so much mom. Iliri told me let's have sex as if you were a lover, did you say Mira or did you say please. Jo told me what Lona and Mira are doing that you have never done in your life, that you never do. Ok you said take them. Julio, son, the back wound is closed, don't worry, but not the heart, I'm wounded."
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