I swear I look out the window at gray houses, from the terrace in front of the house gray buildings, finally where am I going now (back to the roots/Camden (cit. Moz//return to Tara (cit. Gone with the Wind) I have a spectacular view of the rooftops we'll be a bit crazy in fact there's a mental hospital in Mendrisio damn it feels good then I call the municipality a Crivelli, a lost one I call today a Crivelli answers, I understand that to get help in this municipality you have to be called Crivelli and I don't call myself Crivelli no matter I’ll move bringing one thing a day on the bus (already done once okay more than 20 years ago...) I’ve already paid 500 euros, reserved it’s MINE. if I hadn't forgotten in the post where I made the payment on the hills of Arzo where I come from (above Mendrisio damn I left both the backpack and the bag then a friend went the next day to pick up the backpack and today I realize I also left the bag from where I took out the payment slip with the contract inside...damn T. with all due respect, it's for the ones who once saved my life, for me it could have been avoided, but he did it, I remember I also gave him 10,000 Italian lire, what memories...Milan in the car one rainy night....(cit. Lanzetti) so Monday morning I'll go check because
tell them :-" "can you send me a new contract no it doesn’t seem serious, and it costs 50 euros) bye D
this text is very beautiful
Grigio