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Zodiacancer

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I went into the office beaming like a canary in the mine, immediately encountering a musician with the irrepressible desire to talk despite his mouth full of blueberry muffins.
Me: Not good news Cris, you know I'm allergic, and TI are all those outbursts
Chris: (spitting crumbs semimasticate) Bruising. There are bruises. We alter and outbursts on me.
Me: So, news?
Chris: Poor. Taking Clara
Me: In the sky?
Chris: I doubt it, although it certainly is still a virgin.
Me: Yeah, it's affectionate his astrological sign, have it since she was little
Chris: I also do my own, but gladly would change
Me: What do you have?
Chris: A cancer. At the terminal stage. You know, I was born in the last days. There were just lacked a lion.
I: The terminal you also play in Serie A?
Chris: What?
Me: No I say, is sobering. Before the violence from stadiums, and now the cancer. It really is a sick sport.
Chris: Sometimes I suspect you're just an idiot.
Me: Then I open my mouth and I'll give you final confirmation.
Chris: See you later for a coffee?
Me: If I do not have glaucoma in the next two hours, I'll see. Good luck.
Chris: Take your pills, cynical bastard.

I love Cris. Manages to be more insensitive to me, my beats its vileness. They are 1 and 85, he barely exceeds one meter and seventy. With a running start. And the trampoline. In Fosbury.

I'm still thinking how the crisis seems Gorge anatomically designed to accommodate its muffins, whole, when she appears. Me in front of him. In the sense that it launches as Toldo during a parade. A parade with majorettes and floats. Toldo loses his head on occasion. The beheadings, for example.
She raises her head. Puts it back on the ground, my head is a man of 87 kilos rather touchy. Here it is.

Clara ...

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Frangetta Is The Reason

Walk across the street, not far from Andy's house. I turn off the cigarette, I lean on a window, look at it. It's called Maicol. Written exactly like that. How do I know? I decided I, it seemed appropriate. It is a horrible name, so it's appropriate.
Maicol cattle's eyes and expressive as those of a caribou. Dead. Died in a painful anachronism. Type 14 pierced by the spears of the Greek hoplites. Like ... hoplites swat clothes. Anachronistic hoplites to hunt caribou. It makes no sense, I know. But there were months that I wanted to say "anachronistic."
Maicol's eyes are clouded with tears. The eye. I see only one. Cattle and off. The other is hidden by a black cloth and greasy. The other eye, not the other cattle. Hair. That cloth that hides (and maybe I should thank him for that), half the face is a tedious fringe of hair, blacks and viscous like the dark soy sauce. It is a perfect emo kid. Jeans dimarcalisimanonperchèvecchilihocompratigiàcosìebasta (a.ka. "I am proud of what we pay 200 € for 3 years ago I considered rags") pins everywhere, t-shirts Simple Plan (Simply plain?), V-neck sweater, tears easy and ovaries. Everything is there. I highly slam anatomy. I know that by birth is male. He ovaries. Naturally. It is a standardized EMO boy. I wish I meant hemophilia. Motivate the perennial suffering expression of these skeletal frignanti primates. I watch him, as he walks shuffling with the joy of life of a caribou. There are 24 hours that I think of caribou, and I've never seen one.
Maicol But I see, and I know her life story as a movie ...
Maicol sounds emo-punk-college-rock. His band is called probably notsohappy, lifesucks hard & I, "jimmy eat green Charlots Blinky"
Indeed not: "Thought You Were A Friend Oswald, But I'm Alone." sings of her cat dead in circumstances unknown and his love for the girl with the small springs.
is not beautiful, but there are those who appreciates the intestinal spasms, and she's just more pleasant. So that's great. When love surprises, Imodium. Especially since it stars, skulls, pins and allstar everywhere. Also on Allstar. He wears two pairs, one on top. Emo ago.
The two met at the concert of Gùcciarlot, but she does not deign to look, preferring to go to clean the bathroom of the room with a toothbrush.
Maicol toothbrush.
Maicol broken spend pocket money on jerseys Gudciarlot. He has not even their record, they make shit, the Gudciarlot, but does suffer emo. Also suffer for the money wasted.
Maicol fight with a guy who's arranged a date and he shortened the name of his group in Tiwafobia on the poster, a name that is very Teutonic metal. During the dispute Maicol bursts into tears and unable to speak because of her sobs. The runny mascara inexorably.
Maicol is beaten regularly and soffanucolmente (invented adverbs like Carmen Consoli, but without screeching and asthma) by some classmates for a not very clear matter of stolen eyeliner. A few hours later he was lying on some shots chains nazi who addressed him as "queer." Do not cry because he realizes that the fringe had come to him just fine. Finally, however, love triumphs;
Maicol surprising the girl who rose from small springs limona fixed reel with a burly blackmetaller Marduk t-shirt. In the next scene
Maicol lemon along with the same individual. The audience is puzzled. Maicol too. The blackmetaller falls in love. Maicol ragazzamollettina sees her and runs away.
Maicol is dedicated to the ethyl Conad. Buy a carton of six transgressive Dreher (now with more urine). The cash is spread by chain blackmetaller and betrayed by his friends. It down even beer.

I see all this in the flash of a second, while "Maicol" cross the street and disappears into the crowd. It's cold, I pick up the collar. I do not have the coat, then turn up the collar of a passer. I continue to my office. It is staffed by people far more ridiculous Maicol. Way.

begin to regret the uterus

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Piano Solo: andante con moto

a massacre-style ethnic cleansing in Central Africa. In 6 minutes Andy lost all the pieces. Except the King for fifteen interminable minutes Andy moves in circles that one piece, singing "Who Wants To Live Forever" by Queen. In a piercing falsetto
next ultrasound.
All dogs in the neighborhood have your ears bleeding, bats flying like crazy on Cesna Linate and the Dolphinarium Genoa small Flipper would love to have the wrists, for potersene cut veins.
I was exhausted.

Me: I do not think that singing to change the situation. You need a plan. Andy
Piano?
Me: Yes, a piano. It is obvious that what is most useful at this time would be a nice piano.
Andy: To the accompaniment!
Me: Nooo. For nascondertici inside. You can knock, my chess opening, do not see anyone ... "The piano is a gift from the gods!" And take you inside. Jump off and make a killing. The tactics of the piano of Troy.
Andy: Troy?
Me: A friend of mine lustful. Sells pianos and rounds as he can. 30 mouth, 40 for a 70 C chest and makes you a pentatonic scale. Andy
: Seventy €?
Me: No, seventy pedestrians. So with the tactics of the piano will stretch out in handfuls. More if it is in the queue.
Andy: And if there is no tail?
Me: Oh ... but there is always a queue in front of my piano. Thousands of people who admire the piano of Troy. I nailed it across the A14, use it as an exit Rimini Sud

I jumped up. I took the jacket.

Andy: And now where are you going? I
: To lie down in front of the piano. If I'm lucky I can take me as a Bulgarian truck driver.
Andy: It's chess?
Me: They went out of fashion last year. Now Plain.

I left.
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S³ (Sua Santità Scacchistica)

prologue to the history

Ok, I'm inside. Do I have asserted smart, to convince him. Take a tip would not make sense. Heel is not good. And then have crossed evil. I do not have the proper shoes. Distract him with a fake.

I see.

Her gaze is like a hedgehog on the motorway. Flat and brown. Then, lights up in a strange fire, anticipating the victory. Savored. Is sucking a bishop.

Andy: I seem to be made of white sugar.

Me: It is not recommended for diabetics, as a game.

Andy: I do not remember a thing.

Me: Tell me, Kasparov.

Andy: How to move the pope?

Me: There is no pope in chess.

Andy: Yes-i.

Me: What is the king.

Andy: It looks more like a pope, has the cross over.

Me: Even the ambulances. But does not fill it with the Pope

Andy: With Wojitila the probability was high.

Me: Wojtila died when he was shot, nell'ottantuno.

Andy: And who looked out on the balcony?

Me: A Euro Disney animatronic. The have done with the remains of Master Yoda. Have not you noticed that it was curved down and wrinkled same?

Andy: He spoke in the same way!

Me: "Cristiano will be you, use the force"

Andy: And why have removed?

Me: Obsolete. It cost more to repair than to make a new one coming from the studios.

Andy: Come on, even Ratzinger?

Me: Sure. First it was a T-100 in "Terminator."

Andy: I thought strange, that concluded the Angelus with "Hasta la vista baby."

Me: You have to see when he confesses with a 20 gauge pump.

Andy: And the old pope, who have made?

Me: The frosted.

Andy: Why?

Me: To put it in your chess sugar. It is next door to the queen. Now move before the sweets declare a republic.

It's going to a game-ending.

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Margarita.

prologue to the history

Hehe ... a womb ... yes of course ... makes perfect sense ... if your name is Salvador Dali and six doped up to peyote. (I have no proof that Dali did use it, not that he needed, but the simple creativity was nothing compared to the surreal paradox when I'm moving.) I have a twin brother, who still lives in the womb of our common mother , and at this time fiddling with a minibar.

Andy: You want a margarita?

I, peeled, raising an eyebrow: Because, you know to prepare?

Andy, smiling, making shrug: No

I, sadly: Let me double

Andy: We want the oil?

Me: That goes into the martini. In only margarita tequila, lemon juice and triple sec.

Andy, beaming: No I've got

: What's the matter?

Andy: Olive

Me: Let me double

came to me with a cocktail glass topped with an umbrella and two straws. It was full of olives. Ascoli. I drank without batting an eyelid. Edge is unbeatable. In chess, mostly. Andy did not, then took out the chessboard and the pieces arranged by accepting the challenge. That game of chess was a metaphor of my efforts to convince him to leave. And the first move was up to me.

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[Act One, scene two, inside the uterus] is

funny how your definition of "absurd" dumb dramatically, when you find yourself sitting on a sofa in the middle of a uterus, trying to convince a ventideuenne to be born. Especially if the couch is called Fågelbo. You can not escape at IKEA.

-I, shocked and furious: But do you realize how absurd it is? How the hell did you not realize that I was born, that was up to us ?!?!?
-Andy, struggling in search of an excuse: I have crionizzato, cricenizzato ...
-I, pressing without mercy: Cricetizzato. We have made it big as Hamtaro. If not all, at least in the brain.
-Andy, hit it and sarcastic: They gave me a spinning wheel, I ran so much, I kept in shape.
-ego, relentless: That was "Gira La Moda", you have to put in because volevan I become a fashion designer.
-Andy: And I, I raced over, ok?
-Me, mockingly: This has not made you an athlete.
-Andy: But when I run, I dress as a god.
-I, sadly: It certainly can not say that God has good taste, in his creations.
-Andy: What do you know, did you see her wardrobe?
-Me: No, I saw Marzullo.
-Andy: The designers love to provoke, you know.
-I, kind: But yes, maybe that day he had eaten heavy.

If a man can dream with gastritis and massacres demons, who knows what dreams of a god the peppers on the stomach. And I do not think there is enough for him citrosodina the Milky Way. At that momment I had only to drink. Dramatically stronger. And I wanted it right away. Andy moved ...

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Ignorance is Bliss

Imagine you have a roommate. But do not know about them. 9 months without realizing it, asking why the food is scarce ever. (You would not be particularly alert to ignore such a thing, but it can happen. I know I did). One day you leave home, can not stand the hot and humid and oppressive, having to be fed through a hose. It must be said that such arrangement is far from comfortable, barely enough room to turn around, it's dark ... What is more beyond the feel strange wailing wall, produced by some kind of idiot creature. However, to escape, while people dressed in white try to catch and hold, we discuss sprinkled with blood and kicking and started to breathe the outside air coveted. In the end, freedom. Turn the world, grow, you grow, learn from experience. As it happens one day a close friend invites you to see where he lives ... and you find yourselves in front of quell'anfratto from which you escaped almost 22 years ago. And discover that the roommate is still there, is your friend, was there before and you will not have noticed. Is your twin brother, stayed there for 21 years ... in the womb, and emerge to Occasionally, developing the mind as you, but without abandon the nest. It seems not to have still going to be born. Mamma rent the uterus, the rent to him, and he regularly pays the rent, rent here and there. A comfortable life. Many thirties still living with his mother. He expects to leave for a maximum of 25 ... twenty-six.

There are things that are best ignored forever. This is on top of the list. Ignorance is truly a blessing at times. I should turn around and leave, but I did not. And it all began ...