Meanwhile, life went on under his window that he should not intervene in the nature of becoming or things to be called in any way or participate in quell'insensato game down the road. He woke up an hour of time, usually drank the milk in the usual yellow cup that inexplicably preferred to the other and went to work. Ahmed pulled out of the cart and green with the face marked by sleep and the reproaches of his wife traveled all the way to the corner and disappeared. In the cold of the kitchen lit the first cigarette, coughing and spitting in the street during the night spent in now no longer afraid. With his usual smile appeared the girl, who dreamed that sometimes if you sleep in the afternoon.
Fast, walking on the sidewalk, being careful not to slam the bag on long legs. He had always wondered what color were the walls of his room. He was sure they were white, his face and pace of those who have the room painted entirely white, and especially those who fall asleep peacefully, but as he was perhaps not ever, or at least not that I remember. Here she is on time, the car sped up to the bar of Latinos causing complaints coarse Mrs. A. It was not speed, as the music, which bothered her. He agreed with her, the South American musicaccia expressed all that he avoided the morning, passion, rage and sensuality, well yes, he should talk to Mrs. A. Probably would have felt relieved to know at least one person in that district supported it in his own daily battle with Honda bianca.La big house was now a pool of paper and he was so overwhelmed that he could not open the tap water in which they found a place photos of the past month.
Notes, shifts, hours of opening and closing of shops, everything on the walls of the old neighborhood casa.Il lived in the apartment on the top floor without ever having needed to be entered.
checked the file-post it on Mrs A, were six weeks since he made love with her husband, just by 19ottobre at 23:40, returning from the theater that had furs and made up to dovere.Si was stripped in front of her husband lying on the bed and stayed there to be admired, in vain Her necklaces and entertainer unaware of who was watching at the window smoking with lust, until her husband got up to turn off the light shutter and close its imposte.Controllò finestra.Nulla.
compensation in the attic was being used to hunt for loose change in the doctor's GICC all'attaccapanni mahogany and hung on the chest of the entrance. The Dominican dedicate themselves body and soul at the hour prior to lunch when the Doctor would come back from studying and have found the house neat and tidy and Mary, who rang from the kitchen of the room served.
years were like a beast wandered from window to window trying to live a little too lui.Sapeva all of the lives of others without having the need to forge relationships, or simply having to cross the threshold of the house.
The world was so petty and repetitive that it was worth looking out the window simply observe without intervening or taking a position on the treachery of the wife of Ahmed, son of the syringes, intolerance of Mrs. A., her beautiful naked body or the white walls of the chamber of the long legged girl. Everything was right. Everything was mediocre. Everything was wonderful. Everything was the usual routine of deceit and lies.
Calava the sun and that was perhaps the moment when he missed most of the tobacco, which for years had abbandonato.Le the street lights had gone out gradually and only one window remains on as usual.
been years trying to understand why the same man to write on the table cluttered with papers late into the night, between cigarettes and the other with his binoculars hanging from collo.Scattò two photos and added to the file "sleepless man-with-binoculars" ..
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