Trafika Europe 14 - Italian Piazza

A Perfect Idiot

the risk of making you feel awkward, one person eating and the other watching! Let ’s get something in the bar where we met the other evening.” “Okay,” Morel laughed because he was fed up with girls who gave themselves airs, today no, tomorrow maybe, it was time for the two hemispheres of humanity to change their approach and reveal , final ly, what they wanted, openly, without playing games, though games were sometimes exciting, but not when you’re looking for a box worth mi l l ions and mi l l ions and stress has you stretched l ike the strings of a viol in. Nevertheless, this wasn’t at al l the case with Mel i , who, maybe because she’d noticed a certain interest on the part of the guy met on the train, but she hadn’t been playing games at al l , she was real ly used to fasting unti l six in the evening, a matter of metabol ism, and she didn’t l ike making lunch dates. There had been times when she’d found herself embarrassing the person who’d invited her because she refused to eat. “If I eat at lunch,” she would say, “I get groggy and am incapable of doing anything for the rest of the day.” ● Morel passed by to get her in front of the gates of the Parco Europa, where she’d gone for a l ittle walk. She wasn’t frightened by the groups of kids who were pushing drugs at al l hours of the day.

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