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It's a chain of abuse...

Here is a photo of a 3-year-old Robert De Niro with his gay 24-year-old father, The abused so often grow up to be the abuser.

Robert De Niro was involved in a child sex trafficking sting in France during the late '90s. In quoting The Irish Times back on February 11, 1998: ''American actor Rober DeNiro was arrested by the French vice squad at the Bristol Hotel in Paris yesterday and held for questioning in connection with an international prostitution ring. Justice officials stressed that DeNiro is considered a potential witness at this point.

He was detained on a warrant by Judge Frederic N'Guyen, who has been investigating the prostitution ring since October 1996. Police officers questioned De Niro for several hours at his hotel just around the corner from the French Interior Ministry before taking him to Judge N'Guyen's chambers at the Palais de Justice in the evening. He was released after nine hours. The former Polish tennis champion Wojtek Fibak, a party friend of the 54-year-old star of Taxi Driver, Raging Bull, The Godfather, and The Deer-Hunter, has already been placed under investigation for sexual assault in the same case.

De Niro was in Paris doing Ronin, an action film by the director John Frankenheimer about an American with a murky past. He was scheduled to remain until the end of March. Police had attempted to question him last Friday but found he had already left the Bristol Hotel for the weekend. Judge N'Guyen has also requested a meeting with Ms Brigitte Nielsen, the ex-wife of the actor Sylvester Stallone. The French television news station LCI reported that Ms Nielsen is suspected of arranging appointments between prostitutes and clients.

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And a Poem -

Sonnet to Winter
Emily Chubbuck Judson

Thy brow is grit, thy robe with gems inwove;
And palaces of frost-work, on the eye,
Flash out, and gleam in every gorgeous dye,
The pencil, dipped in glorious things above,
Can bring to earth. Oh, thou art passing fair!
But cold and cheerless as the heart of death,
Without one warm, free pulse, one softening breath,
One soothing whisper for the ear of Care.
Fortune too has her Winter. In the Spring,
We watch the bud of promise; and the flower
Looks out upon us at the Summer hour;
And Autumn days the blessed harvest bring;
Then comes the reign of jewels rare, and gold,
When brows flash light, but hearts grow strangely cold.

About this poem
"Sonnet to Winter" was published in Emily Chubbuck Judson's book "Alderbrook" (W. D. Ticknor and Company, 1849).

About Emily Chubbuck Judson
Emily Chubbuck Judson was born in Eaton, N.Y., in 1817. She became a successful author using the pseudonym Fanny Forester, under which her book "Alderbrook" was ...

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THE LEGEND OF THE FAWN & FABLE
BY FEMACOLA

nee upon a time, a fawn found herself lost while searching for mushrooms in the enchanted forest. As the shadows of the mighty oaks grew long all around her, she knew the night would soon fall. Her legs shivered in the mountain air, her stomach growled with hunger, and she felt fear creeping up her tail.

She whispered to herself, "Please, a single acorn to eat and a warm pile of leaves for a bed.

That's all I ask." As she spoke, a tear fell from her eye, glinting in the day's last light as it landed on the forest floor.

The trees themselves heard her plea. Honoring their pledge to serve any pure-hearted creature of the forest, they summoned their ancient mountain magic. Where the tiny doe's tear had fallen, an oak shoot rose and began to reach upward. The fawn watched in amazement as a grand transformation began. The tender sprout grew and grew, not into an oak, but into a majestic castle of rich wood and gleaming gold. Roots wrapped around roots, forming a doorway and a split staircase that welcomed the fawn to step forward.

After crossing the threshold, she was greeted by the most beautiful place she had ever seen.

Rich tapestries hung from every wall, and soft pillows covered every surface. A fire crackled gently in a stately fireplace, warming her to the bone. Best of all, a long table was piled high with fine foodstuffs beyond her imagination... not just because she had only ever eaten grasses, acorns, and leaves. The intoxicating smell of roasted meat, hearty vegetables, and refreshing libations drew her irresistibly to the banquet.

She dipped her muzzle into a tureen of soup, and as she lapped it up, an incredible transformation came over her as well.

Within moments, she changed from a tiny fawn into a lionhearted princess. From that day, she vowed to rule over the forest with compassion and joy. All were welcome to share the warm beds of her castle and the fine fare of her table. She named her banquet hall Fawn & Fable so she would never forget her roots and the responsibility she bore for all guests who came to her mountain home.

~ from the menu at fawn & fable at nemacolin

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