At night, I would sit with my family around the snowy, bunny-eared TV, and watch images of that same quiet man from the garden surrounded by hundreds and thousands of people as scenes from his release were broadcast nightly.
Pola noite, sentaríame coa miña familia ó redor da tele branquexada con orellas de coello, a ver imaxes daquel mesmo home tranquilo do xardín cercado por centos e miles de persoas cando puñan as esceas da súa liberación á noite.