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were four.

as ugly as sin and evil as the poison. Around three in the morning were bothering a beautiful girl in a dark area of \u200b\u200bthe external avenues of Spina (you ask: And what were you doing at two in the night in a dark area of \u200b\u200bthe external avenues of Spina? And I answer: first was the three, and then you make a little 'your sprouts no, eh?) They had surrounded laughing, maybe they were drunk, and she was terrified.

I approached trying to calm them down, "Ok guys, now Shut up and go to sleep!" They tried to focus confused, with their eyes close in a low forehead, clouded by alcohol. And as soon as they are able to frame, I have been reckless with vehement anger against animal.
At first I limited to just dodge them, then putting into practice the sophisticated control techniques learned by studying in depth the films of Bud Spencer, with a series of clever moves I made sure that you knock out the one with the ' more.

fled towards the end house (Porto Garibaldi or Vaccolino, perhaps), whining and screaming threats against unrepeatable.

The girl, who was crouched on the sidewalk, I was now clinging to him like an octopus, hugging, kissing and repeating between her sobs: "Thanks ... thanks ..."
Then, suddenly, he squared exclaiming: " Hey, but what you are good at playing beach tennis! "
The girl was clearly upset.
"I've seen it many times to play Prey .... You were my favorite, watching you all ... "
never been in that bathroom for who knows who I had never exchanged, the voltage drop often plays tricks.
continued to cry, then laugh, and when I saw the look in his eyes lost the woman in love, I tried to detach myself.
know, has always been a bit 'of the problem we sex symbol: the girls will not stick and then you give up more.
I said, "Okay girl, it's all over, go home and try to forget ..." But she insisted: "No, no ... can not tell me this ... Oh, please, do not leave me! "

And while I whispered:" Come on, come on ... you're young, pretty, and you have a beautiful life ahead. Farewell ... and forget ", I was released from his embrace, I turned abruptly and I spataccato l’occhio sinistro contro un palo della luce di viale Raffaello.

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Una piccola rettifica al post precedente.

Non siamo stati solo in tre a riuscire a cadere dalla bicicletta da fermi. Pare ce ne sia un quarto: eccolo.

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Un ferragosto costellato di infortuni.
Il primo è capitato a me. Uscito da una cena a casa di amici del Team, sono rocambolescamente riuscito a cadere in bici da fermo. Sembra facile, ma provateci.

Solo in tre, al mondo, siamo riusciti to do: I, Goofy and the inspector Clouseau.

the other two genes capable of so much company;

but their characters are pure fantasy ...

Basically I was riding the bike, next to the curb when it is detached from the taillight bracket bought by the Chinese, my wife has picked up from the ground and stretched it to me, I have to wriggle throw it in your bag under the seat, the front wheel of the bike was turned 90 degrees and I, with the hand-occupied cursed and twisted like a lantern snake, I blatantly missed the support of the foot on the curb and fell crashing to the pavement like a pear.

head.
And I'm still not so old. Think about what will happen in a few years ...

the end then, nothing serious, just a scratch below the eyebrow, even though I bled like a fresh out of a virgin of Nuremberg.

Well, I honestly just was not sober, I drank a little bit, but this is not the fact, since then the bike I was able to return home.
also facilitated by the fact that Spina - famously designed by urbanity drunk - there is a straight line, and that just guess the right way the first corner then the others are saying.
However, if the first corner the wrong, then it is a massacre: your path is transformed into a gory video game where there is a crash every ten seconds, after which you appear before our eyes the word " Game over! "

portrait of the architect who designed the city plan
of Lido di Spina

When I got home, the lights of the mirror revealed to me in the bathroom la cruda realtà.
Avevo un’ammaccatura sullo zigomo sinistro, sangue che sgorgava copioso dal sopracciglio ed un inquietante versamento sulla palpebra, che assomigliava ad una velatura di ombretto, inizialmente rosa, poi fucsia, violetto ed infine verdino. 

Molto pulp .
Se la metà destra del viso era la mia solita (e quindi di una bellezza imbarazzante), quella di sinistra era un curioso mix tra il volto di un pugile suonato e quello di una drag queen mal truccata.

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Il giorno dopo, fin dal primo mattino mentre salivo in auto per tornare a Ferrara a recuperare un paio di occhiali di ricambio - visto che gli altri were gleefully smashed - and even for several days, has been a continuous justify what happened to all those who face exclaimed: "ARRRGHH! But what you did ?!?", looking at me with the expression of one who encounters Elephant man or Quasimodo of Notre Dame de Paris , and then my wife with a painful expression of solidarity pity.

umpteenth report on the sad occurrence I broke a bit 'bales, and then slowly I began to floral history, to make it more interesting, set in more exotic contexts ...

A bit' of patience and I will know.