Google Translation of the longer text, for the curious but lazy: "My name is Edna. I was 12 years old. You have violated the room where I died. Now you will have the same end."
Forever haunted by soap dispensers for just one little comment long ago. Oh the humanity! VERY awesome shoot, thnx again for sharing. Bummer about the punks. With no local urbex guide with you, planning a retreat to a secluded area to lay low would be difficult. All kinds of zero tolerance hell breaking loose, uncertainty regarding local authorities. Sometimes just showing that you have nothing to hide and are not the problem works best. If you don't get chopped up with a sickle, that is.
"Selection principals", *snicker*. Somebody put a lot of work into that set of doors. Very cool! You know you're going to HELL if you break those! Breaking all the other stuff is ok though.
Silly me. Here I'm thinking the best way to avoid being bombed by the allies would be to not a be a fascist rat that aligns with folks like the Nazis. Could have tried that. Long ago though, and a much better Italy today.
I can't! Such an awesome space. I instantly see two more floor levels and the place filled with IT equipment and other cool tech stuff. 3D printing, cutting edge manufacturing development, etc.. Theological fantasy converts to a meaningful and productive resource for Italy's future. Nah. I have my head up my ass, sorry.
Sadly, stupid people are why these fantastic resources go to waste. An insult to those who had toiled heavily to build them. Really sad is the luck you had that day! Across the world, a one shot deal at an incredible location, difficult stealth effort. Murphy's Law, here comes some punks and it all flies sideways. That's gotta suck!