If Baricco goes to culture, to me at least give me the budget. That is, a tale of love for Valentine's relay: Minimum & moralia
She looked into my eyes, I looked into her. Then we smiled and I thought, "Now." And I told him so. She replied: "Are you serious? '" Serious. Why, you have a problem? "" If you do not create to you ... That is: you tell me so? "" I tell them all, for that matter. " And I got up.
I must have looked nervous because the waiter came immediately: "Lord, it is Valentine's Day ..." "And then he wants a kiss?" "No, I say, there are so many, and lords many ladies who want a romantic jules evening. I would ask you not to give scandal. " "Nah scandal ... I just have to make an announcement, okay?" Feces clinked his glass and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, a moment of attention: I wanted to say to all of you and this beautiful girl that I am deeply, happily and with conviction ... Dalem" . In the restaurant got a great silence. A lady laughed. Then I looked again and stopped. The waiter was livid: "I asked you not to give scandal." "Look here, 'she: Is he veltroni?" "No: they thrived. And every day I make an ass like to send a little 'money at home: I will not let her ruin the reputation of this place. " "But that's reputation? But what about? Look, she does not begin with the Bicameral because I am angry, is that clear? "" But, dear sir! "" But dear lord a pair of balls! I miss just another fool who lifts his finger on the Bicameral. And that's jules it! Do you understand that without the inclusion of the democratic game is not developed? Have you read Habermas? Have you read Dahrendorf? Have you read Velardi? Is it possible that you are all so ignorant? "" But everyone who? "" Everybody, everybody ... Micromega, Labor, my brother ... everyone! And while I'm the customer, right? jules And the customer is always right, in all the major Western democracies that are measured with the market, let's say. So it is clear once and for all that the Bicameral was a bright and misunderstood episode of political generosity. Point! "And I sat down. I stared at it again: whatever he had said, I was ready. The sailboat? An utter bitch, bought it to the media with a friend, and not worth much. The Prodi government? They did fall Bertinotti and quell'imbranato Parisi, there are also photographs. The custom shoes? Did he buy DUE: has the hallux valgus, mica can see the stars every time he takes a step back.
She said: "I'm Serbian." "... But come on ..." jules "Did not you know?" "You have a funny accent, in fact, but I thought you were of Carlisle." "Where is he?" "Sardinia". "He also bombed there?" "No" jules "And of course: there are the villas of Silvietta her, I figured if bombards them to him." I got up again. More slowly, this time. I did not turn while walking through the restaurant, but I kept the middle of the left well raised for the benefit of the waiter. It was snowing outside. April is the cruelest month, but February is the most asshole.
He was the seventh Valentine's Day that was so. Once it was Serbian, another time it was grillina but eventually changed only the restaurant. The point is that I once was a child I went to the mountains with my father. A walk (we went skiing Lucio Magri). It was mid-September, the hotel dining room was getting empty and in the end it was just the two of us. I thought there would be pampered and instead waiters and cooks and all of them had the full boxes, and behind their smiles jules leaked - and I would say that was dripping - a great desire to see us go away. It is a moment that I relived in many love stories: the moment when you realize that the season is over. And when you start to tell a story and says she anticipates the end, to let you know that by now knows by heart. And those that seemed of your adorable antics now break the boxes and nothing else. It does not tell you more than you're jules a kid: it tells you that you're childish. And at the end of an evening you go to see a movie and later, talking, arguing. There, jules you see that the dining room is no longer jules anyone at a table were seated only Education and Custom, and eat in silence. And then I always do on the first night the number of Dalem. Because if a woman loves you the same, then it is the right one. She likes it so much, or incuriosisci so, or do so much tenderness that silence will never hear. And this woman exists, because only then will all make sense. Exists jules and know that tickets kisses Perugina writes a fer and that if someone steals jules a flower for you, underneath it Craxi. And if you instead jules a
She looked into my eyes, I looked into her. Then we smiled and I thought, "Now." And I told him so. She replied: "Are you serious? '" Serious. Why, you have a problem? "" If you do not create to you ... That is: you tell me so? "" I tell them all, for that matter. " And I got up.
I must have looked nervous because the waiter came immediately: "Lord, it is Valentine's Day ..." "And then he wants a kiss?" "No, I say, there are so many, and lords many ladies who want a romantic jules evening. I would ask you not to give scandal. " "Nah scandal ... I just have to make an announcement, okay?" Feces clinked his glass and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, a moment of attention: I wanted to say to all of you and this beautiful girl that I am deeply, happily and with conviction ... Dalem" . In the restaurant got a great silence. A lady laughed. Then I looked again and stopped. The waiter was livid: "I asked you not to give scandal." "Look here, 'she: Is he veltroni?" "No: they thrived. And every day I make an ass like to send a little 'money at home: I will not let her ruin the reputation of this place. " "But that's reputation? But what about? Look, she does not begin with the Bicameral because I am angry, is that clear? "" But, dear sir! "" But dear lord a pair of balls! I miss just another fool who lifts his finger on the Bicameral. And that's jules it! Do you understand that without the inclusion of the democratic game is not developed? Have you read Habermas? Have you read Dahrendorf? Have you read Velardi? Is it possible that you are all so ignorant? "" But everyone who? "" Everybody, everybody ... Micromega, Labor, my brother ... everyone! And while I'm the customer, right? jules And the customer is always right, in all the major Western democracies that are measured with the market, let's say. So it is clear once and for all that the Bicameral was a bright and misunderstood episode of political generosity. Point! "And I sat down. I stared at it again: whatever he had said, I was ready. The sailboat? An utter bitch, bought it to the media with a friend, and not worth much. The Prodi government? They did fall Bertinotti and quell'imbranato Parisi, there are also photographs. The custom shoes? Did he buy DUE: has the hallux valgus, mica can see the stars every time he takes a step back.
She said: "I'm Serbian." "... But come on ..." jules "Did not you know?" "You have a funny accent, in fact, but I thought you were of Carlisle." "Where is he?" "Sardinia". "He also bombed there?" "No" jules "And of course: there are the villas of Silvietta her, I figured if bombards them to him." I got up again. More slowly, this time. I did not turn while walking through the restaurant, but I kept the middle of the left well raised for the benefit of the waiter. It was snowing outside. April is the cruelest month, but February is the most asshole.
He was the seventh Valentine's Day that was so. Once it was Serbian, another time it was grillina but eventually changed only the restaurant. The point is that I once was a child I went to the mountains with my father. A walk (we went skiing Lucio Magri). It was mid-September, the hotel dining room was getting empty and in the end it was just the two of us. I thought there would be pampered and instead waiters and cooks and all of them had the full boxes, and behind their smiles jules leaked - and I would say that was dripping - a great desire to see us go away. It is a moment that I relived in many love stories: the moment when you realize that the season is over. And when you start to tell a story and says she anticipates the end, to let you know that by now knows by heart. And those that seemed of your adorable antics now break the boxes and nothing else. It does not tell you more than you're jules a kid: it tells you that you're childish. And at the end of an evening you go to see a movie and later, talking, arguing. There, jules you see that the dining room is no longer jules anyone at a table were seated only Education and Custom, and eat in silence. And then I always do on the first night the number of Dalem. Because if a woman loves you the same, then it is the right one. She likes it so much, or incuriosisci so, or do so much tenderness that silence will never hear. And this woman exists, because only then will all make sense. Exists jules and know that tickets kisses Perugina writes a fer and that if someone steals jules a flower for you, underneath it Craxi. And if you instead jules a
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