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PORTO CERVO – The Russians, what the hell. A thousand think, even of gagging their workers like this Gigi, a permanent gardener in a large estate of an unmentionable oligarch: “I would like to scream at the boss, he has just fired me, that str …”, he says on the road to Porto Cervo, leaning to the van with ladders and tools and foaming anger. “They call me on Friday: the property is seized, your contract ends on Monday.”