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I decided to go to the house of the engineer Tommasini only the next day. I spent the evening watching all the talk that spoke of the murder on TV. He felt all the colors , mafia, sect , serial killers , pathological liar . In fact you could not tell much, in Palermo such a thing had never been seen. And it was also clear that the two murders were linked, the same hand had made the two crimes . They tried to find out if there were any links between the two victims. But until that time had not found anything. Palermo Palermo and suddenly found themselves under the eye of the media around the world.
- Shit, we're important ! - This was one of the emblematic phrases that was issued by a citizen to a Japanese reporter incredulously .
Many were also the proclamations of local authorities and national commitment to catch the criminal. There were crackdowns , patrols , if that was the case would have occurred even in the army to patrol the streets . In short, the best investigative minds in the country were ready to intervene immediately . This did not produce any effect on the tranquility of citizenship, in fact , the mayor urged residents to make a car curfew . By midnight it was recommended to leave the streets of the historic center . It was also launched an appeal , if anyone knew was invited to speak !
There were now , so many reports of people who had seen suspicious movements near Revolution Square . Who swore that he saw a person in the black cloak , hooded , in Descent of Judges , head towards the cathedral , who had suffered a still from this figure cloaked black .
And since business is business , and the god of money does not look at anybody had appeared in some souvenir shop T-shirts with the image of a black figure with a knife and written in dialect u mostro'i Paliermo .
Saturday I worked only in the morning, dined at home and at half past five I was already in the square where Bologni posteggiai the car. I walked down the short stretch of Corso Vittorio Emanuele, which would take me to the alley of the Holy Savior . The door was closed , I knocked several times , no one answered , I waited , tried again to ring the intercom at all, I had lost hope , when a balcony adjacent to the building where he lived Tommasini , appeared an old woman in a dressing gown , she looked at me with narrowed eyes , had to be very short-sighted .
- What do you want ? Those looking ? -
- Good evening , I'm sorry I search the engineer Tommasini , but apparently .. -
- There is no one that is unnecessary sounds. - I interrupted the woman.
- I understand . I'll wait here , thank you. -
- But here, where? He did not understand maybe! The engineer is booted, it went to his son, and he went in the continent Mrs. Rosa. -
- Even Ms. Rose ? -
E - course! That had to be doing ? They want to sell the house . Will never come again . Do you understand ? Now return , before I kill you with this cold. Good evening ! -
- Wait - I shouted , hoping that one would hear me - but when they left ? -
- I think Mondays. But who are you? You want to buy the apartment? -
- No, no . They are .. are .. I'm a friend of .. the son of the engineer . - " Pretty fucked up. I realize that I am beginning to shoot too many ! "
The lady took no notice of what I said , probably I had not even heard . I waved and closed the window .
" So I partititi Monday, will probably only knew today what happened here." I wondered what had been the engineer's reaction when he heard the news , if she ever had a reaction .
Maybe it was only driven by curiosity to know , maybe he did not remember who it was Pasquale De Felice , everything was magnified by my imagination and causality. Now I saw in Gelsenkirchen sitting in a chair in the middle of his grandchildren. "But he had to do it cold there in Germany," thought the poor lady Rosa. I wonder if you have ever traveled , I wondered . The fact remained , however, that I did not know who and why someone had spied and sent those photos.
Before leaving the alley threw a last glance towards the window of the house Tommasini , and I thought I see the curtain move, I closed my eyes looked, " But nothing will have been just an impression ."
I walked towards Via Maqueda, I did not want to go home , I wanted to reach the Politeama , take a walk , strangely I had a clear head "After all, if it does not come back and left to his son , the better for me. Because, even if it were to be involved in some way , in this manner, with the engineer now out from Palermo , that I could no longer have importance in the affair ? "While I drive became convinced that the danger was finally filed , I received a message from Serena . He asked me if I had met the engineer. I replied no, I wrote also to be found at eight in the Piazza San Domenico , to bring comfortable shoes, I wanted to do a tour, maybe that would prove sympathetic .
Serena did find timely appointment , got off the bus headed towards me. I noticed that he had followed my advice , he had red moccasins .
Andrea - I have done as soon as possible. -
- You were punctual . Let's go eat ? - I suggested a sandwich shop near the cathedral. We both had a great appetite, we sat talking of this and that for quite a while ' . We were relaxed.
- Well - I said - I propose a path through the streets of the historic center . -
- In the face of the curfew ! - He laughed .
"What the fuck is this curfew , and that also fuck all the crackdowns of the world ," I thought .
- First thing - I said in a solemn tone - we have to go to Candelai , we must take a monkey brain . -
- A what? - Was startled .
- No , trust me . -
I took her usual place, where I was with Sergio months before , to serve there was the usual girl Coyote Ugly .
Serena looked at him suspiciously before quell'intruglio , a bit 'puzzled by Bayles dipped in vodka that had the appearance of a cerebellum. Then once you have tried it drained another three snifters .
Her cheeks became red and began to giggle , seeing as I too was born a spontaneous laugh, looked at the girl behind the counter , then looked at me, she could no longer restrain himself and continued to laugh .
- Now I know why you brought me here - indicandomela said with his eyes - and my good boy, but Sofia knows this ? -
- Let's go - I said, cutting short - yet we are only at the beginning of our tour and already I see half
finished. -
We crossed via Rome , took the cross to take us to the staircase that led to the Vucciria market .
The market square was packed with people. Many guys.
- In the face of curfew ! - Serena was just unleashed.
I walked over to a counter where they sold boiled octopus .
- Do you want an octopus ? - I asked .
- Be ! - Exclaimed .
The seller asked us to choose what we wanted octopus , We pointed him a small one , and it took him immersed in a steaming pot of water boiling inside. After a few minutes we were with our baby octopus cooked sliced and seasoned with a splash of lemon.
But there was still another step that we had to deal with before the final surprise . Across the market there was a fiaschetteria that remained open throughout the night. We went inside the walls we found large wooden barrels. I walked over to the counter and asked for two glasses of raisins .
Two - euro , thank you. - I said the landlord , handing the glasses.
Serena tasted the wine, it was delicious.
- Andrea a glass of wine at a euro ! And to think that when I go out with my friends a cocktail glass filled with ice 'll pay a minimum of five euro ! -
We moved towards the center of the square - Look, we think that here there lived ancient noble families of Palermo , as evidenced by Mazarin Palace . Here merchants settled Genoa, Pisa , Europeans ! - .
- The Vucciria, derived from the French Boucherie , which means butcher . In dialect the name also has the meaning of confusion , due to the fact that here in the morning when the market is opened you hear a confusion of voices of the people and the cries of vendors that attract passers-by. But Andrea , I have to tell you the truth I've never been here at night. -
- Follow me - I told her.
We took off for Silverware, the street was dark , darkness groups of boys and tourists wandering aimlessly. Via Silverware at night lit by a few old light that emanated a faint yellowish light and the starry sky, was extraordinarily beautiful and charming , we walked the whole , we passed through the palace and the church of Santa Eulalia, was a testimony of the presence of the community Catalan city. We were driving along what was once the main axis of the neighborhood of the Lodge. We passed the building where the headquarters of the Instituto Cervantes , the famous Spanish language school .
- You're making me do an initiatory journey . It 's all so damn magical. It's not that you're part of some Loggia, secret society? - Serena was thrilled . Like me, for that matter, was the second time I did that path, but it gave me the same feelings I had felt the first time.
Going down the way we came to the square Silverware Garraffello , and there 's astonishment Serena grew even more.
The square was full of kids , illuminated by the light coming from the premises that once lined the center fountain Garraffa . You could hear thumping music of various kinds, hip hop, reggae, rock , the multitude was divided into small groups of people, each group heard and danced their own . Mazzarino's palace formed one side of the square, at the top there was an old teaches that seemed about to break loose and bearing the name of a bank, but the thing that stood out was a big red cross and the words always in red UWE and in the side opposite to the cross LOVES YOU .
- Uwe Jaentsch is the artist who created what we might call the Cathedral of Palermo in the modern version . - Serena was happy atmosphere of that place , I admit I knew nothing about the origin of the less well- written and the artist who made it, did not even know that it was the work of an artist. So I tried to follow the explanation that my friend was giving me , I tried , because the music was at a very high volume .
A cathedral - modern version - repeated - the Austrian artist , took the piles of garbage that everyone was stratified in the square and positioned them within these buildings that were slashed in the wake of the bombings of the Second World War. -
I saw that actually still the buildings around the square were not restored , it was not so abnormal in Palermo , only European city that had several of his points in the signs of the American bombing . I noted also that the garbage , dirt and neglect were visible . " What a beautiful picture that we do with the tourists .. What a beautiful figure we do with ourselves .. "I came again to mind the words of Alexis " I do not live in Palermo , I live in my house . "
- This city, you do not love . -
He was right in saying so . I loved Palermo bury the treasures beneath mounds of garbage, keep it closed for eighteen years as a jewel of the Teatro Massimo, the largest theater in Europe , hiding the view of the sea with abusive homes or abandoned warehouses , transform Politeama Square in a tent city , to abandon the suburbs .. The list of absurdities and paradoxes was very long .
- See if this city was inhabited by another people of Europe ? Serena, this would be the capital of the Mediterranean . -
We stood admiring the sight for a few minutes in silence, assordandoci with the music and the noise wafting . "Thank goodness that there was a curfew ," I thought , two days before a few meters from the place he had consumed a terrible murder , but no one at that time seemed to have more thought. I thought I saw a shadow of a man behind us , I spun around , but there were just kids who were dancing . Serena hugged me and took my hand , I had an awkward moment , and then I pulled back a bit ' to her and said, - What do you think of moving now toward areas where cocktails are at least five euro ? -
He laughed and nodded and we walked to the car. We reached Bologni Square where I had left in the afternoon , we were going to get in your car , when I saw a car that was about to take on Corso Vittorio Emanuele , the engineer Tommasini . I started the car and drove to skyrocket.
- But what ? What did you see? -
- I do not believe it, but in that car I saw Tommasini ! -
- What are you saying ? You told me you party , how can he be ! -
- I swear to you that he is, and it is only in that car. -
I could not get too close to the car engineer , there was too much traffic , and he drove so shipped. It was clear that his intention was to get out of the city center , was heading towards the ring . We came in a street parallel to Via Regione Siciliana , the release was close , I saw that before the entrance there was a police checkpoint , an agent was planted in front of us with the paddle in hand, if you do not stop the car Tommasini would stop our now was raising the paddle . He ran the first car stopped and ours.
- Good evening, license and registration . - Underwear cop .
I asked Serena to open the dashboard and pass me the documents , the girl was about to burst into laughter .
- Do not laugh, if that makes us the breath test I do not know how it ends. - I whispered smiling.
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