The fears of persecution had left him traumatized, which lasted well beyond his elementary school years. Dario spent his adolescence looking over his shoulder. “They also came looking for me when I was in middle school . . . I mean, all these people would come looking for me at school . . . Anyway, the teachers would keep them away. They always made sure they didn’t see me. I had constant paranoia.” He dragged his paranoia with him to Modena when he went to live there in his early twenties.
