Saturday morning in the center, as for years, do not even remember quanti.Il usual path, the same sense of quiet remission, the same front edicola.Lì C, which yesterday we were at dinner to celebrate the 45 and 32 of the pappus alessandro.L 'I have known more than 10 years ago, C. The first time I saw him was hidden in the trunk of a car in front of the Be Bop a canna.All to roll' era was an enthusiastic, smoking gave me low pressure and impressions and I enjoyed a high sacco.Parlammo jazz of Steve Coleman all evening.
Steve Coleman made me feel for the first time the red, the album "The tao of mad phat."
A mailbox on his gray one, and I remember well a time when the music seems to stumble, slow down by mistake and then miraculously return to the same, black, geometric fury.
Or that time when we came back from Bologna, Rome and I am the red, and light in disbelief after the storm that flooded the highway we heard a loud "Three Days" by Jane's Addiction.
I could go on, I like to remember.
Eu me Lembra mean I remember in Portuguese.
C is 20 years older than me but then he had an energy that I felt very fresh, and began a friendship that lasts ancora.La second time I met him I was just on a Saturday, in the center, and asked me if I wanted to do a ride in the mountains with lui.Sì, I say, with the piacere.Andammo Cerreto, I think, and walk after a little while provided me with great nonchalance a quarter of the trip, which I accepted willingly, being both a happy, unconscious entusiasta.Da then the experiences were different in the mountains, until we went with two other friends in the U.S. and California in the Sierra eighth day of trekking I froze for a whiplash bastardo.Eravamo two days' journey from civilization, Simon and Jim went to warn the Rangers guarding (accomplices marmots) and lakes that do not explode with the phone incendi.Loro satellite called in the valley and-hey presto-a helicopter arrived to prendermi.Non was not bad, at least I have something strange to tell.
Then one time we went to the fields of Sara and there was a pregnant mare morta.Avevamo taken of mushrooms, and that scene made me very impressed.
Only after he knew it was an omen of something about to happen.
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