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Words in the Storm on Friday night

Run, run, get to do, life is short. You have to be someone, you must succeed, otherwise life is nothing. Friends as you can, fun to no end. Sensations, adrenaline. Possess and be possessed. A nice car, no debt, lots of money, a name. The women go-go, crazy nights with them. A beautiful house, a swimming pool. Then travel, travel. A thousand destinations, exotic, hot, new, impossible. Wander around like a top, this evening, tomorrow another pub. Restaurants, nightclubs, acid trip of a life that wants everything. Squeezable squeeze the life from this short and pointless. Fuck the children and the family. Dead weight to have and leave as soon as possible. The sun sets, you start to live, comes dawn, two hours of sleep when it happens and then back around to earn. Greed: I want this and that and yet another. I like what 'you do not you and I have. Your beautiful is more beautiful than mine. I want to fuck, I want you to fuck her and avertela removed. And it's not enough, even more. The desire grows. Jacket and tie around and there 'a look, then another. I see. That there are opportunities to consume, to burn like a candle and its wick. Today, job change, including six months as well. Another city, other people to use, other nights to burn.

Exist ....

exist .... but I do not live.

me that look Then lightning. You know, I am guilty. A thousand and one wrongdoing. She next. But something is wrong. The game knows it but I do not understand. Then the most beautiful car, dressed in chic, most expensive. She comes over and start a dialogue between a strange and lost his demon dressed in a luxurious. The desire, my nights and my hands enjoy thinking of our last meeting. But do not touch. His eyes .... She looks at me like a dirty man, one of many that took away a piece of heart to make it sterile feeling. Reflected in her beginning to make me sick. Suck a tie, the jacket, the machine. Sucks the evenings and take the game, and disposable. I can not stop. Ruining his life is like a drug. Then I run away but she follows me, joins me in every city where I go. He wants to punish me. He wants to make me feel the amoeba of a human being who I am. A little 'time to lose everything. The nights out, the roar of my Lamborghini, women, fine clothes, home, money. Now I am a beggar. Around the stations of this stinking rotten world, conscious of the smallness of mind in which I lived. Day after day destroys me.

's the end. The substance, I sought.

Then one day, as I wander in the trash and try a bit 'of energy to my stomach, a hand touched my shoulder. I turn around, it's her. Now that my smile is gone and my swagger as well, naked and vulnerable soul I look into her eyes and a flash of heat hit me. I do not pierce the most, I warms. With a tender gesture draws me to if and embraces me. "You're different!" Exclaims. I stammered a poor "is, unfortunately," and she replies "fortunately." So take my right hand and says, "I'll take you to a place nearby." We walk and walk until the entry of a large building with the top bit and put a man on the cross. We go and get closer to a tub full of water. Santa: I had learned as a child. She gets a bit 'in a palm and it washes my face and exclaimed, "you wipe away your sins." I close my eyes, a strong power over me. I want to shout so this is powerful. I feel like a man, not a worm. He spread his arms to God, open my eyes but she is not there 'more, and understand: was an angel sent to save me.

It starts from scratch.

Goodnight.

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This morning I opened my eyes decently. I was planning to do some things that would have required more than 3 or 4 hours. Shower, shave and go, the 9:30 out of the house.

First stop: a laboratory analysis. Here I would have to attend to in an hour ... were it not for the light line, but the row made light of 65 people before me.
Result? Over two hours waiting for their turn to me hole in the arm where it took 3 minutes to enter and exit the needle to find a vein. In
while meeting the Company's management that was my main client before becoming insolvent due to the municipality of Catania, who has not paid anything. Failed them, I closed the company, she ended by a semi nurse administrator in this laboratory. We recognize, we talk and when I say that my cabin is spoiled as a result of his own, can not 'do is shrug and say, "I can only offer a cup of coffee." Of course, poor woman, who can 'say except that the fucking bastards in office in Catania at the time went bankrupt a company of 25 people and led? And she once dominated in a megastar where he was the head and now must ask permission to even breathe.

After a morning of fasting I head to the bar to eat a piece snack bar. When I go I meet parents of a friend of my youth ', who lived downstairs. Ideally they tell me they're going to find it and now has two children and happily ever look at me and tell me "but how could you put on weight." Thank you, I say, I take drugs that do not make me fall want of a gram, it makes me want eccheccazzo the drip? Of course, do not tell in these tones, I smile, greeting and leaving.

Stage: my mother and her shop. He had to update the customer list. Here I find that 50 have changed registry and that 15 have closed within a year. The crisis has generated a high mortality rate even in feeding.
I'm going to buy food in the deli where I call the "gentle giant". Then lunch at a shop and have the great idea to spend time at my next appointment lying on the cartons. Result? I destroyed my back and been paralyzed.

15:15 pm. I start running sore for my second doctor's appointment the day ... the neurologist. What gives me the drugs that do not make me lose weight. Here in only 3 / 4 of an hour are free. Why the speed? From 100 € neurologist disbursement black free ticket per visit. He calls me "dear Chillemi" but I think it relates to my wallet.

16:15. Top of the apocalypse. I'm going to dall'otorino of small disturbances. I put on the list. Nearly 40 people ahead of me. Expected time of entry at 22:00. Next Week closes for a break and everyone rushed to get there.

16:45 pm: The Curse of gasoline without stealing upon me. A guy parks the car crying, coming toward me. He explains that he has no money to return to Lentini. Be true, it will be false, the disbursement 6 € like a fool and so 'I tell him "with these you get there." I almost knelt. And 'that the second bill within 6 months. It will be the new fashion dell'accattonaggio.

17:15 pm I break the balls and go to the barber to discuss and pass the time. Ottavio, kind person who is a free sistematina my hair.
Spend some 'time and enter a deaf customer superciccione his time. Not that I have anything against him, but while he was busy slapping aide to Ottavio, taken from a good-natured laughter I download a shot on his side with 50 pounds of the arm .. I smile, swear in and say to myself: you squeeze the balls to sing like Pavarotti.

18:30. Dall'otorino Return. Start a waiting absurd ending at 21:15. It 's finally my turn. Result: I have nothing but a respiratory syndrome varies due to size. Shake hands and go out.

's time to go home. I turn on the scooter and finally reach my house. How nice that there are still some that I prepare dinner. I eat my fried calamari and, finally, I'll jump on the couch watching Grey's Anatomy, My favorite TV show.

24 Hours: Chat with my friend calls me on FB and writing this blog.

The next week I expect two more visits with Ticket. Another wasted day following this third-world health if you go to conventions, iperrapida disbursements if the double of your own pocket.

In that shitty place we live.

Giuseppe Chillemi
http://www.giuseppechillemi.it

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The words that I never said Ambrose

Bros: the inlay is made with dried blood and powder of various origins that forms on excoriation produced by accidental falls. By extension it is also the fouling at the nose of children snarociosi. When I was little
the knees of children, and sometimes the elbows, were always covered with Ambrose.
This depended on the games played with contempt of danger, such as drifting on the gravel with the bike, racing through the fields, climbing trees and its board. The fall caused the abrasions cleaned immediately by blowing on them and sprayed disinfectant natural spit.
Children proudly exhibited their brose symbol of a certain superiority of nature. The
Bros has disappeared from the language and the knees.
Now our children play a different physical activity, under the supervision of adults that prevent any type of wound to prevent nuisance complaints from parents.