Last week happend a miracle. I met in Nuova Sicialia, where i work in the local theatre, a girl who was like a mirror to me. We reacted a little bit the same, we had the same sense of humor and loved both the surreal side of our Second Life. And what was her name? Boheme Oh. My long lost sister. I knew from very small pieces of information that I sometimes get from my father that he had, in his younger years, when he was travelling around the world as an actor, a turbulent lovelife. And that for certain there must be some unknown offspring from his affairs. As the irresponsable man he is, never care about anything, I pointed out to him that he has to take his responsability, now he is retired. And i forced him to open up a group for all the members of the Oh Family who always wondered about their natural father. I have the privillege, or should we say the burdon, to live with him now, but all his children have a right in getting finally some answers. Don’t hesitate to ask him directly and otherwise mail me and i will take care that the message reaches him.
Dear Boheme, don’t be ashamed to ask him the whole story.
Every Oh has a right to know his or her past.
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