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It was five -thirty in the afternoon , I had just returned from work, once changed clothes and freshened up I was ready to go buy the touch . The weather was counted , even if I took the car traffic of Palermo was incredible, then find a parking space in the streets of the historic center , so narrow and busy was a real pain .
Chimay , he realized that I was leaving and started to do all the usual dances and jumps , I meant that he wanted to follow his master. The dog was right, but I just could not take it with me.
- No, Chimay, I can not take , as soon as I take you out . - I just needed the dog ..
I went down the stairs quickly , out the front door I noticed Serena was walking a dog. " She also has a yorkshire , this building and this city are full of them ! Now there will be more than yorkshire men. "
I went to the car and I mentioned a greeting with his hand, while I was continuing to get to the car , I saw that answered the phone and began a discussion rather animated , began to stir , his face took on a worried expression . Seeing her so upset , I walked toward her.
- Serena , all right ? Something wrong? -
- No, I mean yes . I got a call from their coach soccer of Dominic, told me that my brother playing hit his head and took him to the emergency room for tests. Nothing serious, but I would run to him immediately . -
"When it is agitated even prettier ," I thought .
- Andrea can you do me a favor? I know we have not known much - he said it a hint of a smile , as if to say I feel like a shameless , I know - I could keep the dog while I go get my brother ? -
I admit I was blown away - Huh? ! Yes, of course , there are no problems . -
She smiled a little , I put the dog's leash in hand. Before you turn and walk away he said to me - thank you! - I have to run .
-Please , I carry tonight. -
He was about to leave, when I asked one important thing - Serena , what is the name dog? - Almost screamed because she heard me , she turned around and said with a smile - Tweety ! - .
So I remained watching Serena and Tweety get away quickly , pointing firmly towards his car . When I had recovered and I realized the situation in which I found myself I thought, " Yes, there are problems a shit , now how do I do with this dog ? I can not leave with Chimay, would kill and destroy all the house , I can not return, because tomorrow there is a degree .. " , the only thing I could do was take it with me. " But I say, as if I were missing the dogs ."
The problem was that , like all dogs of this breed , Tweety was very lively, she traffic between the stand and the valets , the route went through hell .
I managed to find a place in the square Bologni , the valet gave him a coin , Tweety him down , I noticed that he wore a pink bow on his head, that made me move my head in disapproval , overflight considerations which I did.
I was in the heart of Palermo, the old town, all streets , palaces of the ' nineteenth century. Imbedded in these streets there are the churches of rare beauty. Bologni overlooking Piazza Vittorio Emanuele , the ancient Cassaro . The Cassaro is the road that connects the palace of the kings , located in the highest part of the city and the sea. This long road just over a mile, is a mix of urban architecture . There are in fact aristocratic palaces , churches , monasteries, hotels, squares . The heart of the Cassaro is Vigliena square known as the Four Corners . This square was born in the seventeenth century with the intersection between the Cassaro with the baroque Via Maqueda . This square which it was formed also had another name as that of the Theatre of the Sun, because in every hour of the day the sun hits in one of the four corners .
This road was the first to enjoy the artificial lighting . The Cassaro was the residence of the most important powers of the city and the Sicilian Region.
There was the presence of the Royal Palace, which represented the power of the state, Praetorian Palace , the seat of the first Sicilian Senate and then the town hall and finally also the religious power with the presence of the Archbishop's Palace and the Cathedral . In the past, having a building in this street was a sign of social prestige , and to contend for a place in the Cassaro were not only aristocratic families , but above all ecclesiastical orders .
For the feast of the patron saint of Palermo, Santa Rosalia, the so-called feast , the road turns into a big stage, in which you can relive the drama of the spread of the contagion of the plague and the great joy of liberation for the intervention of the Holy . In those days the first of July you can attend performances of lights, colors and sounds. The highlight of the feast is had with the triumphal parade wagon for all the old Cassaro . The wagon pulled by bulls in the shape of a ship at the top is raised a statue of Santa Rosalia in his full glory. This wagon has two symbolic interpretations . The first sees the Chariot as a means for Palermo to reassert the glory of their city and former capital of the world. The other interpretation sees the Chariot as a metaphor for the city's desire to triumph over his own evils as well as Santuzza had him on the plague .
And of evils on which you had to triumph there were many ..
Palermo is one of the most beautiful and rich of monuments in the world . " If you only love one another more and valorizzassimo what we already have .. " This was a thought that surfaced every time I was walking around the streets of my city. And instead everything was neglected , degraded, covered with dirt and what was worse by indifference . "We have a treasure under your feet, other than oil .. if things work well, many young people would not be forced to emigrate and abandon their land . But the man he believes to another type of development, and unfortunately this has obtuse and ignorant society facile presumption to believe that the culture does not bring money and work .. The development for them instead are shopping malls and concrete casting . "
I crossed many shops, selling souvenirs for tourists squalid , T-shirts with the image of Don Vito Corleone , carts , plastic ashtray in the shape of Sicily and other similar small items , these shops are alternated with the now inevitable Chinese stores , which were also specializing Sicilians in their souvenir .
I found myself at last in front of the store I was looking for . The showcase exposing various currencies army and police , boxcutters Swiss , torches and a lot of other military accessories or not. I went in, there was a guy at the counter set and completely shaved , was serving two boys dressed as sailors. As soon as he heard my footsteps approaching the counter, the guy looked at me with eyes of blue , so pervasive , that looked like they were doing me a radiograph.
¬ - I help you? -
- Good evening, I wanted a touch, a hat for graduates .. -
- Yes, of course , Dad, come on, you can serve the guy ? - The young man cut me off and called his father, who was working in a room that overlooked the store. I saw a spry old man and looking cute , exuded so much experience in his field , he had a sly smile and an air of the kind now I'll tell you all about the touch , uniforms and tailoring in general.
- What do you need ? - Asked me , I noticed he had the same eyes of his son.
- I wanted to .. a touch . -
- Of course ! It's for you ? - The little man was happy to serve me , it must have been a big talker !
- No, it's for a friend of mine who graduated tomorrow - I said , fearing an endless series of questions to the seller. And in fact ..
- Ah is a girl! 52 Then the size should go as well ! But it sure is not for you? It's his girlfriend? No, because if it is instead for her could also fit the 53! -
" But why think it is crazy for me?" - No look , it's not for me, the 52 should be fine for a girl ? - I asked, hoping for a concise answer
- Yes, of course , then you look is only used for one day is more of a symbolic thing -
" But it should be ! I did not know ! "
- And then - he continued - see how wonderful, that fabric , these we do them , we do a lot of the uniforms , they are beautiful , if not make it like they used to . - Look at the little man came up and acted as if I was going to release the Third Mystery of Fatima - Unfortunately, today , a uniform you can find it also at a fraction of the cost , however hard you anything, people do not understand the value for money, and artisans of the craft so we will be forced to close ! Anyway back to the touch, if you try it .. - And before I could say a syllable , I booted the touch on his head, looked at me and said with a satisfied air - perfect! This measure is well suited for a girl! -
By now I was exhausted, cut the conversation and asked the price per child.
He exited the store , in the same hand I had the bag with the item just purchased and the leash of Tweety, I have to tell you the truth , apart from some hop in the car while I was driving , had behaved well until then . I crossed the street , and began to descend toward the square Bologni . I began to think of Sofia, the day that I would live the next day , in his eyes , the things that I had yet to attend .. I was taken from my thoughts, I thought of her , and all the world could wait. The awakening was abrupt , Tweety began to pull on the leash , I slipped the grip of the hand , and I saw the dog run, ran barking and wagging his tail .
- Tweety, hearken back here ! - " Damn dog , all the same! " - But where are you going ? ! Tweety ! -
The dog passed the church of the Holy Saviour , paused for a second, I called her back , but instead of going back continued the race and entered a narrow one on the right. I arrived in front of the road was the way of the Holy Saviour , a very narrow and dimly lit, the dog had stopped in front of an open door , as soon as he saw me he went inside . "If I take the kill ! I swear I eat yorkshire tonight . "
I walked into the building , there was now a staircase with concrete steps tall and stocky , the walls were of white plaster consumed moisture, routes the flight of stairs that led me to the front door ajar for an apartment . " The dog will come in, that situation ... " .
I knocked , I waited a bit ' , but no one came , I decided to enter, opened the door. The apartment was very cozy, the ceiling was low , I was definitely in the living room studio , I was in a room full of Persian carpets, a white sofa leather very stylish, the sides there were a number of bookcases filled with books , the environment was illuminated by two candles , which created a relaxing atmosphere . Tweety was under a dark wooden table , on which were placed the port photographs and silver objects . I noticed that the room was full of photos , some were black and white , I went curiously to one of them , it was a group photo , in which several men were depicted in a suit and above them was read after railway work . In another there were four young men in suits with shirts with the collar unbuttoned , no tie , they were in a kind of train depot , above them the initials PMT . In the picture there was also a kind of caption addition to the pen, each boy was marked by an arrow that pointed to the name. " Ing Tommasini , ing. Leone , ing. Ciro Lo Vecchio , Pasquale De Felice . " On the other hand bookshops there were books of engineering, mathematics, but also of history, encyclopedias , books on the Mafia , yellow Sciascia , and also texts of Greek works . The room had a window that overlooked the inner courtyard , there was a closed door and then another that connected with another room, the two rooms were divided by a curtain. From this an excellent penetrating smell of meat sauce, a light and the sound of a television on at high volume. The dog , of course went into what was supposed to be the kitchen . He heard the screams of a woman.
- But who is this dog ! Come out , my mother looks like a rat! -
I saw the dog come out of the kitchen like an arrow , scared trying to hide between my legs .
A moment later came a petite woman , very low, brandishing a broom, when he saw me he began to scream.
- Who are you ? What do you want? How did you get ? Want svaligiarmi the house ? -
- No - Excuse lady tried to give an explanation - I ran the dog and snuck in your home. - The lady was paralyzed with terror , he certainly was so terrified that he did not understand anything of what I was saying .
- What do you want? I have nothing in the house! - The woman did not understand anything, then I tried to reassure her , and began again .
- Ma'am I'm sorry I just take the dog and I'm leaving , I'm sorry for the trouble. -
- Do not take my dog ! - I rebuked her.
- No, ma'am , my ! This is my dog - had to be a bit 'dizzy .
- Young man, now I call the police and see. You now stay here, also expect the engineer back ! - "What are you saying? But who should I wait? "
- Lady , look I take the dog and go on. - As soon as I said these words Tweety spread his hind legs and peed on the carpet, the lady saw it and threw yet another cry .
- Your dog is pissing on the carpet! - " Oh my God ! Now I'm screwed , but at least he admitted that the dog is mine ... " . The woman went into the kitchen shouting , he felt the sound of water , things that fell to the ground , probably was taking the necessary to clean .
It was the perfect opportunity , I took Tweety in his arms and went on the run, bumped down a man who was coming up , was to be the owner of the engineer . Reached the doorway I heard the man who yelled at the woman, he said he had to be careful, that when he came back was to close the door - It ' s the same old story! - Shouted .
I walked at a brisk pace , now had to be nearly eight o'clock , the shops were closing , I arrived at the car went up and headed home.
It took me about half an hour to go , Tweety , understood the damage he had caused all the way was quiet and peaceful "These little dogs are very clever .. " . I thought to go from Serena to bring them back the dog , and to ask questions about Dominic. I knocked , Tweety began to wag his tail hearing the footsteps of one of his owners approach the door . I opened Serena smiled at me, crouched down to pet Tweety cheering , then jumped up and with a little 'embarrassment turned to me .
- Andrea I'm sorry , I was a cheeky to ask you to keep the dog , but did not know what to do I was confused , I could not go to the emergency room with the dog and .. -
The froze and told her - Serena , do not worry , I did not create discomfort - " I knew that picture made me do it " - well I have a dog .. but rather Domenico ? How are you? -
- Two points on the elbow , head for luck if it is not broken this time . But you want to come in? I do not have much to offer, pretty much just said water - sketching a smile. - Thank you, but it's late , and tomorrow I wake up early .. - His eyes fell on the bag in my hand .
- You know what 's in here ? - I said, raising the bag , his head took a no, he began to intrigue .
- It ' a touch, I 'll give tomorrow a friend of mine who graduated ! - He stood looking at him, to turn it over in his hands, you could see he had a strong desire to wear it.
- What a cute gift ! - He said - I hope that soon I too may receive one as a gift , I 'm majoring in architecture , now I'm missing a few subjects , I hope to graduate within the year .
You study ? works ? -
- I graduated in economics, and now I work at the post office , work nearby. -
- What a beautiful work ! - Now have a normal job , it is something rare , these days we have grown accustomed to this word next to the word normal work, is no longer for our generation and future : "Young people must invent the work , they must become entrepreneurs themselves! You young people must go to ' foreign .. you have to learn languages ! You young people must understand that now everything is based on merit! " They said ..
Serena stared into my eyes, it was the first time that our eyes lingered for so long . It seemed that at that moment he was reading my whole life , he made another smile and said to me - you have to keep Andrea lot to this person , well women say it is a nice gesture , it's a thing that strikes you . - I squeezed the ' eye turned red " But how do women understand everything? "
- It ' just a friend - sketched - I go . -
I gave her a kiss on the cheek , she whispered to me, good luck , and gave me one last smile .
4
A figure dressed in black was walking down Via Maqueda , had left Piazza Pretoria and headed for the train station. A heavy rain , swept the city for hours, the street was deserted , and the yellow light of the ancient lights, was all the more dim for the abundance of rain. The steps were slow . The man seemed to advancing almost dragging his feet, almost as if his clothes were weighed down by the water absorbed .. Her eyes, like two coals of charcoal blacks , shining in the darkness , the strong wind was trying to rip the umbrella of hand , and made him unmanageable , he opened his hand and made him kidnap the wind. So he no longer felt the rain, the cold, nothing .. now the fate he had accomplished. He did not feel free , however , he had thought many times about this possibility , did not know then that feeling would try. And even now he could not understand how he felt , he felt only empty, it had only been included? Or as always , life had been his accomplice? However another truth was denied, there was no free will , his life had always denied the ability to choose , and that night was a witness of the truthfulness of his thought. He could hear the water trickling over the entire body , almost as if the rain would serve to purify it , the right glove stained with blood . This spirit black crossed without stopping half the town , and now it was , he unlocked the door , and walked to his bed , turned on the bedside light , and so all wet without removing clothes fell onto the bed , pressing her face against the pillow , as to want to choke , then within themselves felt again the monsters that haunted him forever, the voices of the past , images of a life that always turned to evil , a tear dropped eyes voted to evil, walked down the his profile, and then left him permanently and become absorbed by the cushion
cover .
Only a gasp came out of his mouth : - Forgive me - .
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