lapping waters, thoughts that are lost in the current newspaper. Now clear sea and deep almost close, now that swallows black ink and clear and mutters, mumbles ... muttered ... Silence liquid below the surface, no noise, only figures without audio. The sound no longer lived 'here ... no longer lived 'here ... if n 'went sick with a suitcase full of noises, music and voices. He left a gray day, with the fog that dirty look, and all around. The sound he's' gone because no one was listening. The tone and the expression went, saying that they felt old uncles without grandchildren, with so much experience behind but still too much to see, there remain only doppisensi created. They were the colors, that's selfish as usual, except that most were 'happy for them because "it is more and more c'èspazio. Some felt it was not more, who had too much to do and who c'aveva not do anything more, we do not take more than the bread now, with all that cost figure. Figures and movement ubriacarone three days, spent in banquets, dances with no songs and no music, but with so much energy and chock full of animation. Aah, that good old time for the smells and perfumes, some of them even ran for and was going to steal someone else's fields of words, so subtle as their usual seats in silence. The gang finally feel surprised they could vent their libido, always eagerly seizing the attention; only whoremongers. Everything seemed to go well for a while 'you are fit, they all want a little bit to win the order, as if it were a religion that was not bad, but so were all in the casino, because everyone likes to get fucked. Who says no, he is ashamed to say it. The more time passed, he was wandering out of necessity, but in the end never came back and did not understand how old he was, once you thought old, once you did younger, while the other you seem to have not passed yet so that kind assiniglia them ... come on, what's his name ... But the figures after a while lost their imagination, they did not feel appreciated and there was always some young people with ideas in mind, who did not feel represented, there was to take matters in hand, which was do not wait to tell everyone else to be, with the excuse that it is a bit 'that we do not see that sooner or later, the conscience tells you that maybe esaegeravi and I was trying to talk about it, but if their remember it and not say all the good times are always the best, but then one can not 'trust an alien who claims to be new to this parti.Finchè the decision did not take him by instinct. He dropped a couple of smiles, has convinced the few present, the court has the opportunity and the shameless francesona fat of the routine, until he realizes his goal: to convince everyone that from now on, things change, we now think of him. The other is gone and he escaped with two points. Fuck it, but thank him for me.
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