Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Is There A Secrat Number To Open A Number Lock

of houses and moving ...


Credit Via Scribante, carpet, mice, afternoons playing with Barbie and the smell of fir for Christmas. Chancellor Street
... first memories, blurred, are Via Gorgona ... a red velvet chair, the bed of his grandmother and a long corridor where to go ... then tricycle
... 6 flights of stairs and my first room ... my whole world ... that room with posters, music, greek versions of the Sunday and then the smell of Vape in the evenings' summer when preparing for exams. Via
Scribante again, this time for a little, 'cause the life and times' funny and we lived right there,' together, me and her
"when I found myself temporarily homeless, and she momentarily no husband. "
Via Durazzo, large rooms and lots of light, there was little but now I smile when Nico plays on the polished floors. Via Sant'Agnese, my freedom ', 2 small rooms and a kitchen, shelves of slate and the life of an alley. Evening friends, curry, ice cream, laughter and secrets. Evenings alone with a pizza and buonfilm. The loma way, cabin with the banana tree in the garden ... the lineup white, the bed uncomfortable and marathons Prisonbreak. Our first home after marriage. Where 'Nico was born and where we left a piece of heart. Rue Gambetta, red brick and large windows, pain au chocolat and baguettes ... where and 'Madda born and where we have not had time to leave a little piece of heart ... change again in ten days. Other perfume other colors. Another nest.
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