- What would you have done you, sorry? - Churches Lester drying a glass with a burazzo, his brow furrowed so much seem to do his face a grotesque mask theater.
Even at this round, I was always placed on the throne My inseparable, the stool of an elephant in cellophane.
- I told you, I threw a straight punch on the chin. And Did I even pulled right! - Proudly showed part of my slightly yellowed teeth, like smile.
- I know you a little '. Until yesterday I would not have even seen kicking a capon. Now you turn into an executioner. This means only one thing ...- ruled the expert bartender.
- Listen, oh Horse's Mouth - I was ready to accept the obviousness of the owner of Job's Bar meanwhile toying with a pretzel shaped like a saxophone.
- It is clear that you are completely lost in this one ... What did you say his name? - His eyebrows rose so much that went behind his head.
- Alina, you've already told three hundred twenty-seven .- Sometimes my answer could not be resigned.
Pino, senior multi-octogenarian, he awoke from his stupor dictated by high doses of daily sports and Cynar (Cynar more than anything else), stood up from his desk in a corner, below the photo Eddy Merckx. He got up and stick with some improvised dance steps.
- Alina Oh, the prettiest of the East! - Said the unlikely dancer.
- Carina no doubt. We hope at least that does not trip your own petitions I said, handing a pat on the shoulder.
- Hope fine young man. Otherwise die in agony, having said that, he sat down again, not after a bronze in the sixth grade on the Richter Scale (the collapse of houses, panic). We in the bar we were accustomed to, so there decomposing for longer than necessary.
And so once again I came home on foot, stunned, staring off over the same pavement.
Who knows where it is now, who knows What she is doing, I'll be thinking about?
Christ! That twelve year old girl from reasoning listener of those boy bands that make you so little heart beat.
I laughed out loud at myself.
old lady looked at me wrong and seem to point to its lowest Chihuahua.
A cluster of tiny skin and bones began to bark against a certain determination.
- What do you want from me? You know very well that you do not even touch it with a flower! - I told him lovingly leaning toward him.
- Screanzato! - He made the lady indignantly by pulling his pupil.
A short walk and well calibrated riavviai me home.
And you want that there is once again in front of her front door?
By itself, however. Much better.
A rush of adrenaline to the brain slapped me and woke someone else in my pants cinogiappokoreano market. Fortunately my lucidity returned to being a publicly acceptable levels.
- Alina Good evening! - Greeted her with an expression of a real big cat. As those cats blacks, extraordinarily thick and fleshy, who can only play with balls of red wool.
- Congratulations on the timing. I just need someone with strong arms .- said with that mischievous that can not help but send in a broth of jujube.
- Why? I do not see anyone from punching .- I replied, looking around, trying some other peasant to beat up.
- No. Look at the ground .- I pointed out on the sidewalk of the shopping bags, filled with spectacularly.
They did not look good. Between me and the envelopes there was an exchange of glances that did not promise anything good.
- How they got here? - Questioned the witness.
- By car, right? - I pointed to a terribly old machine that had more years of her: a Comprehensive Yugo. I could not help but remain fascinated by such an archaeological find.
- Hey! You've never seen a fossil of the Pleistocene? - Chuckled gently with that deliciously charming little mouth ... Yes, I own party, I did not understand anything.
- spiritual and cultural basis with minimum! Well, Alina, a good girl brought up, as they say? - I went to her and I did thanks to my imponenete cm.
She leaned on his toes, once again grabbed the collar of my raincoat, he inside of the eyes annegarcisi cakes, die, be reborn and repeat endlessly, lifted his right leg backward, as if to gain momentum and jump.
Very timidly, with the palms of the hands touched the sides, just to avoid lost his balance. I felt, as to say, strange. Not that I was embarrassed, in fact, everything seemed just so special, unusual, unnatural that I was, stuck.
- Please would you take me up in the house? - "Implored" her.
- I do not like mica good that you take so much confidence. Not-In truth I was simply ecstatic.
Without wasting any more time in pleasantries, I leaned over and grabbed my hands mercilessly stubby plastic bags in groups of three.
I was dying from fatigue. I never thought that in such a short space could be so much stuff.
- I can not do to bring them up at home. But I see that you are not an issue .- Alina observed.
- No, no. Do not worry .- replied boldly, with heart impending explosion.
was an original reinterpretation of the Via Crucis. One unfortunate
harassed out by this malignant Sportina, scorned even by the brats of the third floor, door, with exhausted his arms, huge weights up to the much longed final redemption.
I thought in my building there were fewer flights of stairs.
sudarmi I had every single step up to the door of his apartment.
I put them to him at the entrance.
- Thanks a lot! Do not bother to bring them inside. Here I'll .- squeaked my sweet Alina.
He gave me a peck on the cheek, like when you have four years and was the first girlfriend in kindergarten.
I own child again.
- Hello and thanks again .- He started to bring in the bags. An envelope at a time.
- Well, you need something .- Now give me a whistle on his forehead had written "Welcome." I took my leave
and went back into my cave, stumbling a bit 'for the effort, a little' for the hangover due to her French perfume brand.
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