28 years old

28 YEARS OLD, HIGH SCHOOL DYPLOMA, SOME "THERETICAL"
RECRIMINATION FOR NOT HAD THE MONEY TO GO TO "UNIVERSITA'",
ALMOST SATISFIED WITH HIS JOB AS ASSISTANT MANAGER AT THE
"OSPEDALE MAGGIORE" IN "VIA DEGLI ARTICOLATI".
EXTREMELY FULL TIME JOB (NO AVERTIME PAID), NO VACATIONS,
SUBMISSIVE ACCEPTANCE OF HIS OWN LITTLE MEANING TOWARD THE BIG
CITY, THEREFORE A LOT OF ROUTINE, A LOT OF TELEVISION, SOME RARE
WEEK END AT THE GREYHOUND RACE COURSE, DREAMING WITHOUT HOPE
ABOUT OXFORD AD FOX HUNTING IN ENGLAND!
AT 6 PM LAST TUESDAY HE GETS OUT OF THE BUS AT VIA MANZONI -
STRENZA CROSSROAD. HE LOOK FOR A PRESENT TO TAKE AI THE ANNUAL
HOSPITAL PARTY TO BE HELD NEXT SATURDAY. IT'S COLD (DECEMBER) ,HE
GETS INTO THE NEARBY CLOTHES STORE.
WHY NOT BUY HER A SWEATSHIRT TO BE PAINTED OVER? HE PUTS ON THE
WHITE OVERALL AND THERE'S A SPLASH OF DIFFERENT COLOURS,
REMEMBERING THE "VISITATE VENEZIA" ADVERTISEMENT.
THE OVEN ATTENDANT DIES IT VERY QUICKLY, SHE'S NOT SO PRETTY, SHE
SMILES.
SOME REMARKS HIS ARTISTIC TALENT.
MAYBE LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT AND SHE THEN INVITES HIM TO THE
'VERNISSAGE' OF SOME FRIEND OF HER AT THE ARTISTS AREA OF
STRENZA.
AS USUALLY JELLIED UP HAIR, SYNTHETIC FURS, BOW TIES, FRIKKETONEN
TEDESKI E PERGIOTTI, JEANS, FROM 18 TO 50 YEARS OLD ATTENDANCE.
THE PAINTER OBVIUSLY A SPRAY GRAFFITTIST FROM BRUFA, IS 23 YEARS
OLD MESSED UP FACE, HE MAKES AWFUL THINGS BASED ON SHELLS AND
SKULLS 9 FEET BY 6. ROTTEN PLACE, VERY CHIC, VERY SOPHISTICATED,
THE FAMOUS GALLERIST OPENLY PAYS 10 MILLION LIRA CASH. EVERYBODY
GETS DRUNK, SHE IS THE FORMER FIANCEE' OF THE ARTIST, THE THREE
REMAIN ALONE.
THE ARTIST FALLS ASLEEP STONED, A LOT OF OF BANKNOTES ARE
BLINKING FROM A POCKET OF HIS JEANS. IT'S A FLASH. HE GRABS THEM,
SHAKE HER AND THEN THEY RUN AWAY IN THE CAR TOWARD SAINT VINCENT
(GAMBLING CASINO): THEY ARRIVE LATE AT NIGHT OND IT IS A SMPTOUS
DINNER, 100.000 LIRE AS TIP. THEN TO THE 'PEPITA D'ORO', IT'S
INCREDIBLE, THEY WIN, DICE FLEW, IT'S ONOTHER 3 MILLION LIRA AND
IT'S ALMOST DAWN. EMBRACED THEY GET OUT BUT FAR AWAY FLASHES A
LIGHT LIKE LIGHTHOUSE IN THE MIST, IT'THE POLICE LOGHT BESIDE HIS
CAR. EVERYTHING CRASHES TO THE GROUND, THEY HIRE A CAB, THEY GO
ROUND AND ROUND ON THE LONELY AND WET STREETS. A BUS IS LIKELY
TO LEAVE: 'TELL HIM THAT I'LL GIVE HIM BACK THE MONEY, IT HAS
BEEN ONLY A BAD DREAM REALLY AND THEN I WOKE UP'.
SHE LEAVES, HE WALKS THE WODDEN PAVEMENT FACING THE ALPS, WITHOUT
KNOWING HE GETS NEAR IS CAR. IT'S ALLA DENTED AND CRASHED, 'IT
WAS JUST FOR THAT...' IT'S DAWNING, TO HIRE A CESSNA PLANE IS 2
MILLION LIRA ONLY, IT'8 AM NOW 'HEY FRANC(O) WHEN OARE YOU COMING
IN A CAB FROM BROOKLYN?'.

l'ho scritto io e l'ha tradotto Pedro mettendo i nomi di citta'
tranne che per "Brufa" che e' frutto di una mia ulteriore
revisione del testo.
(the editor)