Poco più di una settimana fa malgrado il freddo siberiano sono stato costretto ad uscire di casa per recarmi in un ufficio, fortunatamente non troppo lontano, per il disbrigo di una pratica personale.
Poiché temo e odio il freddo mi sono premunito ben bene acconciandomi così: scarpe, calzettoni di pile, slip e calzoni pesanti, maglia di lana a pelle, camicia, due maglioni tipo marchionne, cappotto tirato fin sul collo, sciarpa di lana pesante e lunga tanto da fargli fare due o tre giri fino a metà del viso, naso e parte degli occhi compresi, coppola in testa calata sulla fronte.
Apro una piccola parentesi: i calzettoni me li regalò mio figlio per Natale. Quando quel giorno aprii la confezione Christmas that contained them, I saw they were wrapped by a strip of paper with the word "battery". I took them and began to scrutinize it from all sides. My son made me "dad take those very hot," "I know" I replied, then he will "tell me you're looking for?" and I seriously thinking of doing the witty "where are the batteries, the batteries in short, those which are used to heat?". I was teased by all the family all day, but I was joking. Closed in parentheses.
To go in the office I do not question the path is very long and I pass the nearby police station, police station near the PS area and across the square of the pizzeria pizza crazy then disappeared, I spoke of long ago. I was worried though because of my clothing. Yes, because pass by the premises of the police in that way and that is seasoned with the sort of Afghan burqa is not very wise .. It appears that you do not know how many and which violate provisions of the law covering the face in that way. Luckily I did not do a full burqa that is with the small network before your eyes.
About an hour later, partially completed the processing of my practice - unfortunately I had to return after three days in the same office - refer back the same route to return home when outside a dry cleaners located in that square a dazzling red hair I almost blinds the eyes. Clove so even if the sun will shine even more.
not told me, and I pulled straight. I had a vision because of the cold? I thought we got home on a lot '. I could hardly believe that they have met again with the young girl with flaming red hair some time ago. Maybe I should stop and find out more, but now ...
When three days later I had to wipe from the square, on the way back I saw the "Red"!
Intrigued, I was going to get closer but could not stop in time. It was not the young man from the bus stop.
This person had long hair yes but arranged in a ponytail and not quite so well dyed. I noticed close to her. She was a woman who mostrava non meno di sessant'anni.
Sostava fuori dalla tintoria per fumarsi una sigaretta. Probabilmente una delle attuali proprietare di quell'attività.
Peccato, non mi sarebbe dispiaciuto un incontro diverso.
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