SCENEGGIATA CON TRAGEDIA FINALE
Il luogo è un paese agricolo dell'Emilia Romagna; il Paese, invece, è una nazione di sudditi che, tra qualche mese, become a nation of heroes, saints, sailors, and transmigration pigliànculi. Now, as a pigliànculo necessarily a mettìnculo, it follows that there is equality between giver and receiver.
That day I had just removed from service and night, before going to sleep, I decided to move from Gary, the hairdresser, for his beard and hair. The shop was in a corner of a square ring evil trees. I realized, looking down the street, that shop near the station a small group of people. I got the impression they were commenting on something, and I arrived, approaching, opposing voices the incident, someone shouted, I heard too a loud curse. I was finally with them and I noticed the incident.
The shop was devastated by a cyclone of unprecedented violence: there was broken glass, broken mirrors, bottles and tools of the trade to every corner of the ground, on both sides of the towels, chairs overturned, even on a sidewalk a mess . One of the two chairs was Gaetano, his face smeared with blood dripping from multiple injuries, a fractured arm.
The group of onlookers, I made a rhetorical question, say: "Who was" The Usual no? Those band of S. shouting, swearing, breaking things ...". Near Gaetano, a woman was wiping his face with wet towel, and another continued to call feeling it from all sides: "You're wrong here? You can move your legs? "They tried to give aid but, in short, was a mess. I decided to take matters in hand.
"stategli not him, that if those outputs back there for you. The last words were of an absolutely convincing.
" Gary, can you hear me? Do you recognize me? You understand what I say? "Nodded her head. In my opinion, had the tanned good, but it was sentient and understand." I have to do in order to accompany you to the hospital but ... "I finished the sentence because I heard a voice behind me.
"Who are you, fessacchiotto, you want a lesson?" He was a boy. Maybe 16 or 17 years, breeches, shirt, faded black, fez black forelock, a gun belt, a nerve of an ox in his hand and face of a beardless furious.
"to help him .. you are a friend too? If you care ghirba wing is better that you go back ... if you have pain ..".
"Listen, comrade, I am yours, you understand? They are the Federation of Bologna and run
gi orders "
" What orders? "
"to hit and not a trace. ... You are a gun cocksucker trouble if I report ... you understand? And now shut up ..." In fact
was silenced, a bit 'intimidated before you ... have a ringleader of Bologna . I had to talk to Gary alone. So it was that started the great screenwriter.
Editor's note: I leave, epigrammatic statements in the BIND and otherworldly, the nice neologism "convincing," which I think is significant immediately.
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