He straightened his back, took one more deep breath, calmly spread his hands on the table, and so he started. Marco Borsato addressed the court in Utrecht for more than five hours. Our reporter – in the front row – was there and saw a man who was terrified of saying a crooked word, and who, as the day went on, collapsed like a pudding. “You looked at him and you thought, how did it get to this point?”
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