We guys always have a friend with whom we share everything, from the first cigarettes to the first jerk-offs.
He has our back despite the brawls over a girl who wasn't worth it.
Then life goes on, and friends disappear in a purple haze, in an accident, in a wrong IV drip... How many of you still have a kindergarten buddy as a friend?
In this B-side of the "Aspettando Godot" 45 rpm, Lolli, with his usual melancholic tone, paints a watercolor that only we guys can understand.
And yet at 15/16 years old, I couldn't connect with this extraordinary author, maybe it's because you age poorly or because as young people we hadn't done enough drugs...
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