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Eventi

We are in the car, Leandro and I, waiting for Serena and Gorka leave home to seek together to alleviate this boredom that comes over us every year at this time.
- You know that today was going to put me to work? - Leandro tells me - but yes, I said to myself, so there is no nothing to do. I always wait to find some 'free time to relax, then when you are on vacation can not resist. Useless, I break my balls.
Leandro bend the knee on the dashboard and looking through the windows fogged from the cold, then says
- Shit on Christmas day is worse than Sunday, Christ.

not see Serena and Gorka more than a year, the work we have all scattered in different cities. And Christmas ends up being one of the few times of the year to find ourselves.
- Congratulations! - Smile by coming meeting Gorka and Serena - What can we do?
- Well, for a drive and a beer at 'Amphora? - I propose. Deluded that it can be enough to pass the evening. Serena smiled at lifting a Gorka eyebrow, then said to me:
- to pick up cigarettes.

We leave the complex of buildings all pink and head toward the center.
- Well? What are you told? - Serena question.
- Gossip, no. - I reply - but since I arrived, everyone I speak of a submerged volcano back in business, off Salina and Panarea, I did not understand. The fishermen of the Aeolian Islands have found hundreds of dead fish floating along a stretch of sea where the water boils. Also - say - on Dec. 28 there will be a sea motion, with waves 20 to 30 meters. So much so that - they say - Civil Protection has already purchased thousands of blacks bags to pack the dead of the disaster.
- And the living. - Leandro says.
Gorka mimics the movements of a surfer and he says: - The sea motion, the sea running.
- But do you believe? - Serena asks me.
- What sea motion, they are all bullshit. - I anticipate Leandro.
- I say such a thing today, it can be expected. Then, if you do not warn us in time to evacuate, then their is no hope. However, a friend of mine graduated in environmental science says that the worst can happen only if the island's volcano erupts. Why not work for some time and has his mouth sealed. If you miss Vulcan, we do not exist anymore.
- A little 'as the Milazzo refinery. - Leandro presses, having lit a cigarette - or Enel, which they say produces only water vapor, but here the people continue to die of lung disease, as if nothing had happened.
and snorts a cloud of smoke, followed by a slight tremor of the eyelids, become at least as my chronic cough.

draw near to that of a cigarette machine.
- What do you want? - Serena Leandro demand that two fingers rummaged the bottom of a purse and says
- Diana, soft. Eh, you feel that you pay then I offer you beer.
Then he turns to me and a street lamp's light drenched his forehead: - Look at this, I have a handful of coins to rest if they get a blast if they fly away. They have more weight value.
- Can you give us a cushion. - I tell him - at least we sleep.
Serena falls in the time machine, distribute packages, and off again, all in the same boat. - Downtown? - I say.
- No, come on, - you Scazzi Leandro - just what we then go to this other cigarette and drink a beer.

Serena clings to the two front seats and emerge between me and Leander:
- Have you heard the news that rain fish?
- Where? - I look in the rearview mirror.
- I do not remember. - Then again: - Gorka where it happened?
- I believe in a small town in northern Italy. Continue
Serena: - Virtually there was a thunderstorm and a tornado sucked the fish from the sea or a river, or perhaps by a lake. Oh well, there is the fact that after this horn air engulfed the country a rain of fish. The news they showed the housewives who filled the baskets with fish raining from the sky.

We turn on the scenic route along the Sea of \u200b\u200bthe west, where by day you can see the Aeolian who sleep on the horizon line. Now it is night and basically in the dark lights of the small houses of Lipari mingle with the stars.
- Speaking of tornadoes, I resume I have seen tails of rats?
- Yuck. - Serena makes a grimace.
- are small tornadoes that remotely look like real rat tails pirouette. Often in the winter if they have seen along the coast. They say that fishermen in these parts know nursery rhymes to cut in two tails of rats. Will have been few, but they are there. Imagine rat tails along the west beach and the old fishermen who go to the beach to chant. And the best part is that it works. I swear, once I was running on the beach, at one point I look up and see at a distance of one, two, three tails of rats. A fear. I said, fuck what's next? If I suck in who knows where the hell I end up. At one point I see a rat tail throat in two and slowly withdraws to the top. I tell you one of those things that when you say fuck all. Then they told me the fishermen and nursery rhymes. I do not believe that, but I have much more confidence and hope in an old fisherman ninety years than in the weather.

parked, and enter the Amphora to drink a beer. One of those places where there is always the same atmosphere. Where you can be sure that the time will never change things. But now we break, we decided to return to your car and making a last lap, before saying goodbye.

Slowly, we wandered along a straight stretch of asphalt for miles along the west beach in silence, breathing in deeply nicotine.
- you know, - said Leandro - ten years ago a species of sea swept away their bikes this way. It was during a fishing competition with a rod from the shore. Shit, this year have caught the biggest flower beds that I have ever seen.

Then nothing, no words. Until the time comes to say goodbye. The day after tomorrow, 27, and Serena Gorka returned to Milan.
We embrace. Then with the dawn of a smile on your face, Gorka said to me:
- Take care, close to the sea motion.

And if I were in front of one of those waves of 20 meters?
I wonder if I would take a surfboard? I could ride that wave
. And stay afloat for as long as possible.

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Romanzo completo

(You can also be found on Facebook in the short novel by Luca Lorenzini)

This is a complete novel. It has a beginning, a middle and an end. The beginning shows the structure of the novel: inizio, parte centrale e fine. La parte centrale chiarisce il ruolo introduttivo svolto dall'inizio e il ruolo esplicativo svolto dalla parte centrale.
La fine arriva improvvisa.

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Bar Molina di via Canonica. Caffè, brioche, e Corriere della Sera.

Entra nel bar un uomo sulla cinquantina, è Gino il tassista. Si tampona la fronte con un fazzoletto da naso. Sosta alla cassa e paga un caffè. Prende lo scontrino e il resto. Attraversa il vuoto che c'è tra la cassa e il bancone. Mette il resto in tasca e passa lo scontrino al barista.
- Potevi pagare dopo. - Gli dice il barista.
- Sta zitto che oggi non è giornata. - Gino continua a tamponarsi la fronte.
- Che è? Someone gave you a gun in the ass? - He tells the bartender while resting the cup on the saucer.
- Laugh at yourself. All day with the apron on the balls. Instead of going to see the life outside. At my age you still find yourself in this bar. Then someone will shoot a shot and you do not even know why. Good life shit.
- Oh, look, see I've got it wrong not to take a couple of passing pleasures. Gino
drinking coffee in two gulps, takes a look at the bottom, then resting the cup on the saucer and keep talking with the bartender.
from which I was sitting at a table next to the electronic poker, I get to go to the counter and ask for a glass of water.
- In life you pur rinunciare a qualcosa,... ehi Manlio! - e schiocca le dita nella mia direzione.
- Ciao Gino, come va?
- Diciamo bene. Ti va di venire a fare un giro in taxi? Offre lo 02-4040.

Saliamo in macchina e ci dirigiamo verso la stazione dei taxi più vicina.
- Posso? - Faccio per accendere la radio e sentire qualche notizia. Giusto per sapere dove va il mondo.
Gino annuisce, poi con un dito sfiora un punto imprecisato del cruscotto e all'improvviso tutto si illumina.

All'altezza di un panificio un tipo ci fa segno di fermarci, poi sale a bordo e ci chiede di portarlo sui navigli. Gino inizia a far girare il tassametro e parte.
Poco dopo il tipo inizia ad agitarsi, non abbiamo ancora raggiunto la way that has given us. The meter keeps running.

The type looks out the window. Probably to see where we stand.

Meanwhile, the radio end up talking about Silvio Berlusconi, and Gino blurted
- but there you break the balls. And let him govern. Then, if it does not combine anything back home. Goodbye and thank you.
The type is some consideration, but Gino did not listen, he continues on his way. The meter has reached a considerable sum.
To which the guy leans forward. Show a picture of Gino, and says
- My father was a taxi driver for fifteen years. He earned ten million per month and claimed just three. And Gino
: - If you did so well because stopped?
- The last passenger who got up, asked him to be escorted out city in the country. Then came on a side street the man fired a shot in the head and left the rest.
- Ah. - Gino looks over the rearview mirror. Out of the cab.
- See, I could now carry this beautiful ruffled. And 'just do not want to fuck my life because being an asshole like strolls in the car, the fuel for a fee from those who pass by. So take me back to see where I've uploaded and it ends here. Otherwise in good memory of my father's guidance, we make a pilgrimage to the road of mud where they have impallinato, recite the prayer, and then you say Amen.
Gino turns to the kind: - But I do not ...
- Listen, probably even my father liked to stretch a bit 'way but I'm sure that at least the end of the round off the bill by default. Instead you belong to those that you take your ass without even enjoy a little '. You are greedy. How you stole the last fool who sat behind here, huh? Only now the location varies. A little 'fantasy life to the couple, do not you think?
- It 's just that ...
- I repeat. Take me back where I've met. Reset the meter and I will be forever grateful for the scenic ride.
Gino does not know what to do.
- me back. - The guy says. - You're not able, right? Nobody is. At this
point a little. The form opens the door and goodnight to the musicians.
For a moment we are staring at us, me and Gino, like this: with the rear door left open as the door of an airplane in flight, from which it has just launched a man without a parachute.
And blows. The void that occupied the back seat, blows away. Sucked in by the force of gravity that brings him back to earth. And once again weighing on the ground.

back from parts of the bar Molina. Just before we see that are replacing the sign with the bakery to a new Chinese cuisine. Just yesterday I was there came in to buy some warm focaccia.

We return to the bar. Gino tells me to wait at the counter. He stops and gives me the cash un caffè. Con una mano prende lo scontrino e con l'altra mette il resto in tasca. Si avvicina al bancone. Passa lo scontrino al barista. Poi riprende il resto dalla tasca, lo deposita nel piattino delle mance e dice:
- Arrivederci, e grazie.

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Il problema più grosso restava sempre quello della batteria. Era un po' che ci pensavamo, senza riuscire a trovare una soluzione accettabile. E senza batteria, lo sapevamo tutti, non si può fare un complesso. La soluzione arrivò un pomeriggio di giugno, e come spesso accade, arrivò per caso. Erano le cinque e noi stavamo seduti sullo scalone, un po' tristi e indecisi sul da farsi. C'erano varie ipotesi sul carpet from the most innocent, like a beautiful bell playing, but it was a small game, and then recently fallen far from grace, the more daring, like the classic shoot the lizard or the new sport that we had just discovered The steep descent of the garage bicycle without touching the brakes. A sport like men, it had already cost him four teeth to the poor Christine, who had wanted to try at all costs, and we do not recommend, and she insisted that you give, and then it was shit in half and slowed down with brakes front and naturally started kind catapult. When we took her home with a face full of blood the mother is unconscious and thus not know what to do with that whining Cristina on one side and his mother to land on the other, luckily I got a close.
Franco, who was the largest group, launched the proposal more attractive, the only one able at that time distracted by the idea of \u200b\u200bfixing the complex. He looked around cautiously with air to make sure no one but ourselves, we could hear, then whispered:
-blowjobs? He lit a lively discussion led by all but a very low voice, as true conspirators. Someone said "No, they are two months that we pull the blowjobs always on the same comic, I do not get up again!" Someone else said, "It 's because you are a fag you do not get up more, "and they started beating each other of holy right, but always in silence. As long as Franco said
-There 's nothing new. Look for a moment under my shirt, but not make you notice it. When you circle around Frank, a at a time we looked under his shirt, he rose and fell fast. Well, boys, none of us had never seen anything like it. On that comic was the biggest pussy we've ever admired, and the most incredible thing was that it was not drawings, but photographs. We were breathless, stunned, and filled with excitement. We were already getting up to go into our secret place when there was a twist. From the corner of the street appeared Mrs. Farulli returning home with the shopping. One of us threw a urlaccio:
-Shit! I found out how are we going to do our battery. He was almost in a trance staring at the can of Mrs. Dash that Farulli held. Then the cans were cylindrical, and actually a little 'fantasy could be treated as the drums. Since then, removed the initial block, the construction of the battery was greatly facilitated and expedited. We applied on top of two small drums tambourines two of those with whom you played with pallets full of rubber, and the dishes we all had help from Franco's father, who had a grocery store. We set aside three tin lids of those big boxes of tuna, which came only in stores, then just give him a hole in the middle, put them on top of a stick and the battery was made beautiful. We were ready to go on stage. So one afternoon, not without anxiety, we boarded the Montarozzo. The Montarozzo was actually a Montarozzo of land situated on the lawn in front of palaces, and we elected our ideal stage. Carefully prepared instruments: in addition to the battery, we had three guitars, or rather, me and Stephen had a toy guitar, and the Sculati Franco had a real electric guitar, complete with amplifier, but we had not taken the time Montarozzo you could not stick anywhere. Mauretto was on drums, and Angel, his younger brother, who did not play at all, was the presenter. Palaces did not come across hardly any sign of life, apart from a lady who was beating the carpets with the well-known and feared beater. A shudder ran through the our back, while Angelo, reading the paper that we prepared, shouted loudly:
-Ladies and Gentlemen, I have the honor of presenting a complex stream ... rivoluziara ... revolutionize Italian music! They are with us tonight, The New Rokes! A big round of applause of encouragement! The lady did not applaud, but stopped beating the rug and looked out the balcony, and this was an encouraging enough for us. We started the show. Since the beginning, our repertoire was somewhat limited, to be exact, we knew only do "We must saper perdere", ma su quella ci eravamo preparati benissimo. Eravamo mediamente piuttosto stonati, ma quando arrivava il famoso colpo di tacco sul ritornello, lo eseguivamo con perfetto sincronismo. Alla fine della canzone, la signora ci regalò un sorriso e un applauso, e noi le regalammo altre due volte "Bisogna saper perdere", fino a quando lei rientrò in casa.
Considerammo la nostra prima apparizione dal vivo un grosso successo, e da quel giorno per noi si aprì un periodo molto felice e intenso, diviso fra la carriera musicale e la scoperta del sesso, nascosto sotto la maglietta di Franco, tra le pagine di quel giornaletto che per alcuni mesi fu la nostra lettura preferita.

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Voglio solo sapere come stanno

Sono appena in tempo per l'appuntamento. I pedal along the lane reserved for buses and taxis. I just crossed an intersection with the red, looking right and left, when I hear a thud of metal followed by a long silence. Then screams.
I turn and I'll be right back. I see a guy with a helmet lying on its side, motionless. A few meters later, a girl, she on her side, stretching his arms for help. And screams.
I put the bike on the stand and approach the girl.
- Do not touch it - I say.
But two men are already in his rescue. All around, people gather and discuss. Some mobile phone with the emergency.
She has a fracture at the knee. From there down, the rest of the leg lying asphalt, separated from the body. I go up again.
- Call an ambulance, soon ... - Says the girl.
Then her hand to her thigh.
- Do not look at me ... please ... love do not look ... do not look ... - Says the guy who has just recovered, and sat with his helmet in hand down the asphalt in front of you.
One of the rescuers of the girl off his belt by low-waisted jeans and held it tight at the fracture site. I can not do even one more step. There's nothing I can do.

date back by bike, with a strange sense of shame, and I went toward the place of the appointment.

All night appearance. The next day, soon, phone Fatebenefratelli, the nearest hospital to the accident site. I want to know the conditions of those guys, but the woman switchboard me questions that I can not answer. He puts me on hold. Then I go inside the emergency general.
- Good morning. I would like to know the conditions of a boy and a girl last night, around nine, have had a crash at the intersection of Via Senato, Corso di Porta Venezia. I think the girl is very serious. I do not know if it is them who have taken them from you, but you're the nearest hospital ...
- Tell me the names.
- do not know them.
- Excuse me, are you a relative?
- Manlio No. My name is Greek. Passing by, when there was an accident and I watched the first rescue.
- Mah..., io non posso dirle niente. E' una questione di privacy. Per poter avere qualunque tipo di informazioni lei deve essere un parente, o comunque qualcuno autorizzato dalla famiglia. Poi è possibile che siano stati trasportati in un altro ospedale, in un secondo momento.
- Ma io voglio solo sapere come stanno.
- Mi dispiace, ma come le ho spiegato non è possibile.
- Va bene...comunque intanto la ringrazio.

Rialzo la cornetta e telefono ai vigili urbani. Chiedo se...Il centralino mi passa un interno. ...Prego. Attendo.
- Pronto?
- Buongiorno. Mi chiamo Manlio Greco. Vorrei avere delle informazioni riguardo un ragazzo e una ragazza. Hanno avuto un incidente stradale ieri sera, intorno alle nove, close to Corso di Porta Venezia.
- Are you a witness?
- No. The accident happened behind me. I only watched the first rescue. The girl was in serious condition. Let me know if you were admitted and which hospital.
- You know, their names?
- Not really. I just wanted to know how they were.
- Listen, I understand. I can give you a phone number to talk with the agent intervened on the spot. It 'the only one who can tell you something. We do not record the admission of the incidents. And anyway, we could not tell her anything. For reasons of privacy.
- Okay, give me the number. Thank you.
Telephone agent. No answer. Then phone to the hospital.
- Hello?
- Policlinico di Milano?
- Yes, tell me.
- I wonder if last night after nine, you have them, following a road accident were admitted to a boy and a girl. She had an open fracture.
- I do a little 'see ... Yes, no. From that time onwards the only shelter that there is about a guy with a concussion that was released this morning. Apart from that, no girl with an open fracture. Maybe it's the Fatebenefratelli. But this I do not know him say.
- Okay, thanks. I have already said enough. Good morning.
Ritelefono the Fatebenefratelli. This time directly into the general emergency department.
- Good morning. My name is Greek Manlio. Let me know if you have a girl hospitalized with a fracture ... He had a car accident last night at the intersection of Via Senato, Corso di Porta Venezia. At the clinic they told me that maybe the girl is there with you. I am not a relative, nor a witness of the accident. Do not even know the name of the girl. I just want to know how he is.
- Yes, sir. He has already spoken to me, less than an hour ago. Senta. As I said before, if not a relative, or a person authorized by the family, she can not have any information to us.

I apologize for the inconvenience and down with the phone.

I can not know anything about this girl.

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Aureole

(This story was written by Lilli Guacci. I read it, I liked it, and I asked the author if I could put it on Stories. Lilly agreed, and thank you. So, here it is here.)


Taci.
Ta-us-mi pictures you wish to reflect. I could see a wrinkle, like a wound that would begin to bleed and I would be fatal.
know that I can not afford the luxury that other women have already included as an option, years as wrinkles, signs of soft food weaknesses, flaws, errors by nursing, pleated flesh a bit 'here and a little' there.
All matters that the ladies call In their defense, how to be mature and feminine, and touting as a signal of voluptuousness to defend the territory and raise their curtains before the eyes of men imprisoned.
I hear them howling at the top even from here, men in their cage.
because I know them.
Why I hear you tossing and turning in bed, their men, year after year, after unrest unrest, now exposed themselves, but not the rest of the world.
They suffer because they are afraid of having committed a big mistake, error of life, that does not ever sleep and wakefulness. They feel
escape the beating by the hands, the opportunities flow, stop the street, on cymbals, ahead of 16 year old kids who pass the quarter d’ora alle fermate del tram, appiccicati, e poi ne passa uno di tram e poi ne passa un altro e quei due sempre li, con le labbra che non si staccano, ansimano e cadono uno nell’altro. E i loro maschi, inchiodati al semaforo, mani sul volante, io li vedo: lo stereo li sta stendendo con la musica anni ’70 che gli parla di quando avevano solo sogni, pupille incollate su quelli della fermata del tram, a morire d’invidia e di desiderio, di nostalgia e di struggimento, e di preoccupazione per gli anni restanti della loro vita.
Hanno la clessidra disegnata sulla faccia e un punto interrogativo sulla testa che le mogli – in un grottesco equivoco - prendono per una aureola.

E invece quell’interrogativo weighs on the head and on the flap. Why are they in the body - like a promise that you wait for a few years collecting - memory and desire and the desire to try again, poised, a violent punch to the stomach. Poised to see if you are still standing, if it fails.
They wonder if they ever happen again - a bargain as a kiss to the tram stop - they wonder if they can or if they have the courage, if the road is already laid, where surprises are over, if c ' is still living life or just days, if there is the possibility of a broader, more tense muscles, teeth between his lips, furrows from new mark with the nails, squeeze on a skin not known.
They wonder if there are still, if they can renew or even recognize eyes, doubt the ridiculous pinned on his lapel when he turns to peek shyly a goddess who passes away.

Backs straight as supplication, hands on the paper work and are interrupted by ideas so vital and violent, which open a window of windows, one after another, one after another, that tomorrow I go to the doctor, perhaps an analyst, but it is not so bad really, maybe you are stressed out or maybe they told me that around 50 .... to get out of his mind for a few hundredths of a second, every morning in the shower.

This is stirred in the halos come home, but almost serene.
But I know I have it in your briefcase inside a packet of energy in most, who do not know yet where to park. And every day in more than one grain is added, increasing labor and volume expectations.
and expectations and then become requirements in insecurities and then waiting.
Stalled in the company of a mere expectation. Waiting
fearful, trembling, wet chick with the heart of python.
What? Where? Who?
not know it yet, but me.
me.

of me, I've learned to deny the wrinkles and find these survivors and to welcome them with subdued ceremonies.
of me, I protection, then care for them.
of me, from where they are, sure to be upgraded again, so make sure that my love is to forget the price they pay.
come with the arrogance of the powerful, after I've accepted, but have to be filled eyes again respect and strength and real security and certainty that all will be well again.
arrive bundle of nerves, arrive with too many cigarettes, there's swearing, wearing a body that has not quite enjoyed and stayed. They are hungry and devour, thirst and slurp, and eat quickly, all at once forever. Safe arrival of money and killed in the genitals with his head that off ever. They come thinking that love means face clothes and the first few times so I let them fuck with the clock on him, because they themselves do not take up is so simple and not done at once.

rough puff pastry are accumulated over time, every day a thin veil of leaden gray spot above the center of pleasure. Not strength, not cloth, gently remove them with apparent deviation shyness, knowing full well that the determination shall have full pockets.
must be able to think of being on the side of strength and freedom, not being employees, while the real life slipping territory week after week become my sheets and aromas that breathe in the fumes of my bathrooms. Damp cloth hot vapors, do not think not to think, deep breath.

by now have thrown their heart beyond the obstacle. I'm just the first wave, the great leap perhaps will never come, but they go like they have found a new protection for their panting.
Some are moving forward. Other open a new window, only one new window.

I do what I do. Do not buy
wrinkles. Mitigating the Cedo
halos in turmoil, peering envious pairs of kids, the tram stops.

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Barbieri al tempo delle Lire

Saturday morning, almost noon. Released by radio on the monotonous voice of the reader of the RAI. I look in the mirror and see a person who is nice and I do not like it one bit '. I will hide his eyes fixed on me and one of those packages of shaving soap to be found only in the barbershop, those without brand packaging and timeless, regardless of fashion and marketing. It seems silly, but I feel so at ease. The voice on the radio continues to speak, the silence broken only by the small intestine of the shop zic zic scissors work:
"Tokyo. At the age of 88 years died yesterday Taikichiro Mori, who with his wealth estimated at approximately 18 thousand billion lire was considered in the last two years, the authoritative U.S. magazine Forbes, the richest man in the world. After the tragic death of his eldest son, Mori Taikichiro bequeathed to his second a huge real estate assets, for a total of one million and 250 million square feet of offices and apartments in central Tokyo. "
The barber is cutting your hair gives me a drag on his cigarette, then sits on the edge of the shelf after fall the ashes on the ground with a flick of the long nail of his little finger, and turns to his colleague, now at the checkout.
- A Brother, have you heard?
- What?
- I said you heard?
- I was giving rest to the client, I have not heard anything.
- And when did not even hear the gunfire, you. (She smiles at me complicit in the mirror. At that moment the clock struck twelve, and the cannon of the Gianicolo shoots his shot blanks. Billy Wilder could not have done better, I think).
- What was I supposed to feel?
-On the radio, Caciro Comoros, the richest man in the world ...
- Embee?
- He's gone too. (Looking at me solemnly.)
- Caciro Hamor, and where it came from China?
- E chennesò, Japan, China India, so I know those are all the same, only that it was the richest man in the world, and that he is gone like everyone else.
- but full of what?
My barber has finished his work. With a mirror I show my bald head and mercilessly the increasingly conspicuous. While the brush with me takes away the last lint from his jacket, she turns to his colleague:
- De 'mmm ... I ca, nun me it speaks to ... Brother, some just do not understand a shit, you ...
- He spoke about the philosopher.
laugh, while the next customer sits on a chair in front of the mirror.

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- Barba?
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Yes - we take the sideburns?
- The thinning a bit, 'but not to tip. Featured

, posters of male headgear seventies restrict the view of the ring of 29 and 30. And an old transistor radio, tuned to a commercial station, reflects the rhythm of the comb and scissors. Today, the Barber of cones
Zugna is breezy sea green shirt, mustache and bald. The friend, sat and waited his turn, he wears a parure gold (ring, chain and crucifix) and black pants, with the line, raised above the knees to show sock. The barber turns to his friend in the mirror:
- The second does not eat anything. The port out to a pizzeria, and half of his pizza makes me eat me. Last time we went out to dinner with her friend that it paid well. I wanted to offer but declined. All the money I spent with the first, I've recovered from this one.

- The first means that ate: appetizer, first, second. He liked it.
"this instead. Every now and then is heard, fuck and disappears. Then he calls me and tells me that without me you can not stand.
"The first made me stoned, I did everything I wanted. I do not know what made me.
"With these we do?" He says.
- The shortened a little, 'but not to tip. These I cut with scissors, but only the hair coarse - I answered him with my usual mania sideburns.
- Oh, but tonight I am going to dance in Melzo, - says the barber friend. - You did you go to Melzo? I've seen. Tonight I'm going to know. And you come Melzo? With your wife.
- No, - replied the friend. I'm going to dance alone. I do not like to go together. I must go there to dance alone.
resumed the barber
- At first he liked to dance. To this are not. Every now and then disappears.
"Then calls me and tells me that's not even crying. Trumpet and nothing else. "

***

Meanwhile the radio no damage The triangle of Renato Zero.

- After Shave? Cream? - The Barber pauses, then repeats - Cream? Aftershave?
- Cream - I tell him.
- And where do you go on vacation? - Asks his friend, nonprofit.
- I had to go on the road with the first, then it turned around.
"The second I always ask me ports in Sicily? Take me to Sicily? "

- Then there is my new friend. I said to him: See that of my home in Sicily, we sleep together.
"And what do I do?, Before I go to her friend and believe it is my girlfriend.
"Then, after twenty days I go with the second, and in all accuminciano country.
"My relatives. Now let's see. "

The phone rings. The barber puts his hand with scissors and comb behind the lower back. With the other lifting the handset.
- Hello? Cia. Come dance tonight?
"Perhaps it is also my brother in law with my sister.
"A Melzo.
"Here I still for an hour, an hour and a half.
"to take you up around nine. CIA. "

The friend was just sitting in front of the mirror. I with palm of my hand straight face.
- How much I owe? - Ask the barber.
- € 7, - he says, and admits
- I do not know what made me. I feel like an idiot. Manco a child.
"The first. I did cheat and I do not understand anything. CIA. "

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Necklace tubular white mesh filled microbeads with 3 white pink purple, pink hand-made pasta with corn.

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Dolce dipinto

Base biscuit
350 g digestive biscuits 150 g butter, softened



Heart citrus
1 pink grapefruit 1 orange

3 tablespoons mascarpone
2 sheets of gelatine

cream tiramisu:
250 gr 250 gr mascarpone cheese


4 eggs 100 g sugar
1 teaspoon of vanilla extract (or the cue vanilla) 1 tablespoon liqueur
Kranebet
3 sheets of gelatin

Pan di spagna:
75 gr farina (metà farina 00, metà fecola di patate)
75 gr zucchero
3 uova
buccia di limone
1 arancia per inzuppare

Pasta di zucchero:
150 gr zucchero a velo
25 gr miele
2 gr gelatina
10 gr acqua
5 gr burro
colori alimentari in gel

Sigillatura: marmellata di albicocche
decorazione: savoiardi

Preparare il cuore di agrumi spremendo i frutti con le mani in un colino
(così anche gli oli della buccia aromatizzano il succo)
Ammorbidire la gelatina in un bicchiere d'acqua per 10 minuti, quindi strizzarla e scioglierla in un pentolino con un pò del succo spremuto (2-3 cucchiai), a fuoco basso senza bollire.
Lasciare intiepidire.
Sciogliere nel succo il mascarpone quindi inserire la gelatina ancora liquida
Mettere in una forma adatta al dolce e lasciare riposare in freezer.


Preparare la base biscotto sbriciolando bene i biscotti (anche con il frullatore) e amalgamarvi il burro ammorbidito a bagnomaria.
Stendere e pressare la pasta su una tortiera a cerchio apribile del diametro 30 cm.
Mettere in frigorifero a riposare.

Preparare il pan di spagna:
Montare i tuorli con lo zucchero e aroma, quindi unire la farina e per ultimo gli albumi montati a neve ben ferma con un pizzico di sale.
Foderare la tortiera con carta forno e versare quasi tutto l'impasto, livellare  well.
The remaining mixture pour into a mold part (for decoration)
all together Bake at 160 degrees for 10-15 minutes. Check
cooking with a toothpick, do not overcook the pasta. Prepare the cream tiramisu

only upon assembly of the various layers of the cake. Working
the egg yolks with sugar, flavoring, 1 tablespoon of liqueur, a very frothy add cream and mascarpone cheese.
Before joining the egg whites well, add the dissolved gelatine well.

Assemble the cake: On the basis
biscuit, put half cream, then place the disc of citrus fruit and pour the remaining cream.
Place pan on top of the disc cake and soften it with orange juice or grapefruit.

DECORATION FOR DOING SO:

Heat in a saucepan a few tablespoons of apricot jam and brush over the cake.
attack all around and on top of the cake with the crumbled savoiordi blender.
Crumble with hands Formina of sponge cake and colors to your liking with liquid food color, in my case green for the grass.

Place this basis as desired, for example, compose a flower bed.

Prepare pasta sugar
Soften gelatin in water, then dissolve in a water bath with honey and butter, without boiling.

Pour in the sugar and mix well.
If it is too soft add sugar.
Paint the dough with food color gel and give the desired shape.

Remember to get a good result in the sculptures that are being created, it is essential to the pellet portion of dough between your hands until all the cracks. then give the desired shape and place it on the cake. (I have prepared all the decorations of sugar a few days earlier to allow drying.

course, as my sweet sweet painting is called, I stretched out with a rolling pin and cut the PDZ as a kind of white sheet, leaving some to 'air to dry.
My daughter of 3 and a half years, with the brush has made the design using food coloring gel dissolved in a little water as if they were watercolors.
I turned into what she has designed three-dimensional flowers and bees on the lawn.

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STALKER_Esodo 07_Città Tuscolana

Domenica 20 giugno ultimo esodo nella città Tuscolana, che tocca tangenzialmente la nostra Urban Green Line
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URBAN GREEN LINE
AREA 19
L'area è un crocevia di importanti assi viari: Via Tuscolana, consolare tra le più densamente abitate di Roma, che si immette nell'incrocio con due carregiate a quattro corsie ciascuna and a spin-lined central Via Arco di Travertino, which, with the same shape of the Tuscolana, dorsally it connects to the Via Appia Nuova and the Park of Caffarella, and finally the Via di Porta Foxy, an ancient Roman road that retained the original small size.
Morphologically the junction is homogeneous on the three arms. From the functional point of view, where Via di Porta Foxy acts almost like the main street of the neighborhood (Tor Pignattara), the other two have more breathing space. Tuscolana is a heterogeneous urban axis, which is near the junction to the four corners of rarefaction hosting a sports center, a supermarket, a petrol station and a small business. Via Della Travertine Arch Instead they use a particular character building services and large systems.




CRISI_UN THE CROSSROADS OF MACHINERY AND NOT THE PEOPLE

MACCHINE_ second intersection node to reach Via Appia Nuova and Via Casilina
SHRINKING STREET PORT Foxy
The main problem is the shrinking of the intersection of Route of sudden Foxy is not able to sustain the flow of users. At this heterogeneity is due to the continuous filling of the intersection.
SELF-ORGANIZATION OF TRAFFIC
In times of heavy traffic, machines give rise to a a real self-intersection. The occupation of the center of the intersection always exceeds the time allowed. Completely ignored the traffic lights, senses prohibited and priorities, any driver weaves with the rest of the vehicles tacit alternative scheme, different every time.

THE PERSONE_nessun item of interest to a pedestrian
Sidewalks Sidewalks
Via di Porta Foxy are non-existent, with an obvious danger to pedestrians, precisely where it would be nice provision of cycle and pedestrian paths.

NOISE
The noise is common and widespread throughout the crossing, but it becomes more unpleasant in the sidewalk in between roadways and Tuscolana Via Arco di Travertino.



POTENTIAL '

THE ROLE OF GEOGRAPHIC
The intersection work along the Tuscolana in close connection with the adjacent intersection, that between Tuscolana, Viale Furio Camillo and Via Nocera Umbra (A 6), which can be compared, both in terms of organization della città esistente, sia a quello che attiene più specificatamente alla Urban Green Line. Due punti nodali che si attivizzano in quanto porte di accesso alla città, per chi arriva dalla Via Tuscolana. Inoltre il tratto di Via Tuscolana può essere assimilato al sistema di passaggi pedonali e ferroviari già esistenti, cioè l'Acquedotto dell'Acqua Felice e la Ferrovia.

MICROINFILTRAZIONI UMANE
Pur non essendo l'incrocio di alcun interesse per i pedoni , è proprio il traffico a creare l'occasione per le persone di appropriarsi di questo spazio. Lo spazio dell'attesa in coda viene occupato capillarmente da venditori di giornali e giocolieri che percepiscono una certa porosity of this space.
MODERNITY 'CRISIS AND INFORMATION TECHNOLOGY

PORTAL
The intersection appears as a nodal point. A gateway to the city but also a dense Urban Green Line. In a society where the use of information is multidirectional, branched and layered, and passes through the Internet think of Urban Green Line as a wireless channel in which carriers of information, and an intersection as a portal, an interactive homepage , A window always changeable and upgradeable as well as receive input information is to look to the city as a network. Interface in short, always link to the stops, which instraurare continuous communication in and out.

a virtual tunnel
The area has undoubtedly a very well-defined characterization infrastructure. Imagines the overall scenario of the route of the tram within the Urban Green Line, the crossing will be crossed by an underground tram tunnel, to solve the problem of narrowing the carriageway in Via di Porta Foxy. It 'also reported a significant problem of traffic regulation that affects the area in an absolute way. So why not imagine a virtual tunnel, which is both imaginary projection of the real underground tunnel and reification of an information channel that attivizza the passage of the tram. The tunnel will be a support for a projective interactivity through which you can view the information, some fixed and some rather freely selected by users through a database. All users can then enter that information in turn will become part of a share expanded in time and view it. But if this can be cumin in a similar manner with special devices in each stop, the intersection also will be eligible machines This system, although advances on the road, traffic ....

SYSTEM
A tunnel of lasers of different colors to project content chosen by users on hold, or through your own devices (i-phone, pc) or through the poles on the sidewalks. This interaction could also simulate projective, as a background, some of these conditions' Urban Green Line (landscapes, people waiting ....) or foreshadow some scenarios of urban development. The laser system would be an effective inltre traffic regulation.


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