One bright spring day in 1950, aglow with the look that once shone from Neapolitans headed for gold in the streets of New York, Pietro Merlino and Domenico Faticati left their Naples slum for a land of promise. But as they were devout Communists, this land was not the U.S., but Communist Hungary. They had no passports, but that did not matter; they had their party cards and all would be well. They would get jobs, send money to their hungry families (Merlino had eight children, Faticati four) and come home in two...
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