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The great dinner Leo

It was a night in my room a future architect continued to work with its lamp lit. Our future physical turning in my bed I was sleeping. Tired, groggy with sleep, which came and went I got up and walked out the door of my room. In corriodio met a couple of students, one was my neighbor's room, the other was a 'new host'. So in the shadows and the faint light of a distant hallway was consumed our presentation night rather than sealed with a handshake with a nod. The hours spent in the whispered phrases, ironically dedicated to our existence. He was sleeping and some groups of students most vociferous of us that made us remember having to do something the next day.
silently went back into the room in the dark.
The next day I met the usual familiar faces and some other new student arrived.
Too many names, too many faces, too many lives that were roaming in the same place, too many experiences, backgrounds and interests.
I took refuge in the intimacy so painstakingly carved out of my friends, now partners of long nights, lazy Sundays, shared lunches, dinners jump.
In one afternoon, I went to the bathroom.
'so I'm really on the ball? 'I felt
request from someone intent on washing a cup in the sink.
When I turned around I had to have it the incredulous expression and appalled.
'You're the second person I met, we talked almost all night ... I was so unbearable even if you could avoid being '
At that point, something is bound in my mind, because I remember the night, vagamentele voices and absolutely not the face of who I was next.
I still laugh every time.
Whenever I feel like a fool. Whenever
can understand everything that goes through my head like I'm an open book and more rieltto bed. Once I tried to lie, for a trifle, he laughed.
'When you cease to make me laugh? '
' When you going to stop asking me to buy something on a Sunday in your favorite supermarket is closed '
' And why do not you tell me the truth? '
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'How come it took you so long?'
'I came to Octavius'
'But it's Sunday!'
'Exactly .. I've meso much! '
It 's impossible to discuss with me, just as impossible to discuss with my counterpart.
One evening at dinner at our favorite restaurant near the aquarium (I insisted that the fish were fake) I learned things that I would not wanted to hear, not from his mouth.
I tore a promise that I have, fortunately, still maintain.
Stè Thanks, we'll see how things go, but ... I see you walk in confidence.
I have yet to bring in Villa Torlonia.
you know your strengths and my stubbornness, and we are here.
We are still here.