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Mens (english version)

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by Quelli di ZEd


  3.

  The following weeks the mistakes in obsessive way: I had become a morbid walker.

  To every time of the day and the night I went for the roads of the city grazing shops and residences, hungry of the new feeling of liberty that my body communicated me. I was free to move me as I believed, now, without making me ridiculous, without the work of the poor men true human beings.

  Daylight bore for a longer time than I deserved, then one day was not able of it more. I had wondered aimlessly the whole night and I had reentered making a din of hell; for the truth I had need of rest and my mind it was not very shiny, so I didn't see in time the backpack of Teo left there for earth extended. Inevitably I stumbled and I fell on a piece of furniture which Daylight held a lot. They were not many the pieces been whole.

  Naturally I had wakened up everybody. Daylight jumped down from the bed and meeting raced me.

  «Aaahh!» it shouted when he/she saw the disaster.

  It planted me before crossing the braccias. It was still delicious with that blue eyes cisposi, however the expression was stormy.

  But Daylight was a lady. It didn't inveigh, it didn't howl: he/she spoke as it did to the boys when they combined a big of it. Slowly, with a whisper and the raging look.

  «Dad.» it said. «You will go in bed. You will rest. Tomorrow you will do that that you will do and then you will lie down you to a decent schedule. You will stay in the bed the whole night. You will lift yourself for breakfast together with us. And so also the following days.»

  You looked me threatening, without pretending to be him/it: it came her natural. It had before a steel marcantonio, but it was him to feel from now on himself/herself/themselves of tired spirit to her.

  «Yes» I said me.

  We went in bed. The thing ended there; since then I began to behave me in more regular way, but I would not have more lost the pleasure to walk.

 

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