Roma - Napoli (2p)
He said just like that ... st'impunito
" I am Marina, "he says smiling, ready to vamp Rocco. He can not not think, "that makes you want to see Valeri's last name?" Then he makes a complete tour of the first names that, since this story was not written after the events described, are gone with the night sleepless narrator's Sicilian. I wonder why only one is left and what is not said to be true ... So let's call
with names taken from the calendar, so that all come from a time before the era of the TV series: Michael's boyfriend, Mark's brother, Frank the lady's companion and Alfie, which in Sicily so much, the driver vendor.
"One know how to play?" Ask the boys. Rocco still feels out of place, as Alfio, feel it, it seems the sample Sicilian-A Piedmont.
"Michele explains how to ... Rocco plays" Marina has decided that with his voice that ruins everything else. Michael is a disaster in the explanations, verbal and logical in construction and in keeping the papers, the boy must have some kind of other gifts to enchant such a beauty ...
"Maybe it's better to do a test" involved in rescue Francesca seems that an equally sure of himself. "Sure, you'll see that it is not difficult" to reassure Marina Rocco.
The move to you has gassed the womanizer that looking into the eyes of the girl, he replied: "Okay" and is about to add "pupa," but it keeps.
missing the table for the deck and put down the cards, looks like a big deal, that mess up the newly formed group, but eventually Marina is the solution: it tends to dress and spreading her legs slightly, sistemandoselo carefully on the seat, exclaims the enthusiastic answers: "That's it, put here."
We start the game and the rules are learned in short, if not the tricks, this is achieved, which is to finish all the cards. There are seeds of various colors and special cards that force, as those who receive deviation from the neighbor, to take certain actions that would not want to do: take more cards from the deck, jump around, reverse the direction of the spin, change color, etc..
You can also bluff and then finally, remember to declare the last card, shouting "One," not just discarded the penultimate.
It also includes the game is long, then you decide to stop testing and go to the game seriously. It does not take long for Marina Rocco and pay an a personal struggle, made of special paper and looks suspicious: take four cards, tie, to yes, then skip the turn; agree, reverse it around ... Marina, perhaps because it has to remain motionless with the lower body, shake with higher education and, since the dress is not elastic, the show within the limits of the already narrow sheath. Rocco should be obvious that is often invoked by the players to follow the game ...
happens then that the deck was initially on a knee, fall along the arc of her dress, and someone has to readjust, in addition the accumulation of discarded cards slowly, but surely falls in the hollow of the thighs, where it would be better not to rummage.
Players start bluffing and controbluff except the two who continue a personal struggle, contrary to the mission of the game, who can raise more cards. The brother would also count cards left for a general classification, but fortunately others convince him to rely only individual victories.
At one point, each player has had his moment of glory, but Rocco sabotaged with all the weapons from the Navy. Many times he yelled "A", immediately correct the little brother "One, One is said to like the game ...." The fact is, Rocco, a few weeks, has a fixed idea in his head: Someone who does not want to know about him and he, as an old man avid hunter, can not accept it. The blend well to mind the song of Baptists, in fact "A", which seems to describe so well that his situation. It is easy to understand how it is easier Rocco to shout "A" rather than "A", even then to get to Marina mischievous glance at "A?" To which the macho suddenly softened and a theory worthy of the driver of the No. 2 car, for which gender female is to be referred to the paper and possibly more.
At last, a favorable conjunction of the stars, Rocco can earn on the last lap, after Marina submerged under a mass of papers that can not even keep them all in hand. "The first is the children in our country ... it says" gloats Rocco, but she does not collect and already changed the subject: "tonight is the night of San Lorenzo! Let's see if stars fall ... "but the train is being launched to the south and trembling all over like an old fever: there is no need to mess up the hair, must have thought the vamp, who then goes out into the corridor. Rocco
the call of shooting stars has had a moment of failure, so was enough to miss the opportunity, the other passengers have already taken up with the trump and insist that he too was involved. In other games have always liked Rocco ... contends that it is capable of playing a trump, but does not believe him even Alfio, who just seemed to still believe in fairy tales.
pairs are created Alfio-Rocco and Marco-Michael, after Mark had tried unnecessarily, for some reason, to get paired with Rocco, and Frank casually following the game.
Alfio is proposing a change to liven up the challenge surrenders to 120 rather than 60 points, still used the island as it seems. Innovation does not change the cards on the table and the two old man lost two pischerelli also by revenge. Meanwhile, from the hallway comes the shrill voice of the Navy who is apparently engaged in a debate because the items to be low or baritone surges against the rattle of the train and only the imperious soprano emerges on twelve-tone background. The players involved in the dispute over generations, not paying attention to the speech, instead Francesca yes. "But listen ... that sign is getting the speech," said approaching her ear to the glass. Then the others are in the bell, but there's only detached words: homosexuality, lesbian, male beauty and female beauty, and so on.
"She's my sister ..." Mark snorts with resignation.
"What are they saying?" Asks a curious Rocco Francesca.
"They are gathering a collection of cliches ... the train must also pass the time, philosophizes the blonde.
"But that determination," exclaims Alfie, accompanying with the exclamation amused expression.
"Let 's play," insists Michael. But the two idiot
have almost reached the goal in the first round and there is more history ...
For Alfio rings a hard piece of music from the seventies and placed somewhere sweaty. "Yes, hello. I'm still in Florence, eh you know the August holiday, a big mess, but I settled down well ... How? Nooo ... it's just that I have found a place to bunk, so arrive well rested. ... But when I do not know, we're still stuck here, but certainly in Florence! I told you, all times are skipped. Have we feel eh? Hello "
pischerelli I make two balls of eyes from Japanese cartoons, check out for safety the window, while Rocco and Frank are still tuned to the opera. Alfie feels compelled to justify himself: "... I say so is my wife not to keep in mind ... who knows when we arrive? I was not going away ... I decided at the last minute because it turned a delivery in Valtellina, then you know is on speed ... do not go down by Easter. "
"Aah ..." she sighs Mark reassured.
Meanwhile in the hallway has run past the pornography, sex multiple, feminism and male chauvinism. Francesca, who is increasingly nervous and smiling at everyone as a hostess line breaks: "I go out now and wonder what think about sex with animals ... I want to see, "and so saying the sliding door. The speakers are sitting in line on the floor with his back against the curtain wall of the corridor and feet folded for lack of space, against the outer edge of the coach, the males can sit back as the Indians, the females, but we see only the outline white-gray-flowered, then Marina held her ankles with her hands and leans his chin to his knees every now and then, as if to emphasize the desire to finally pass the word.
Frank never mind the animals and she too is sucked into the conversation, which now seems to exchange between old acquaintances who smoke and candy, is looking flatter to soften their positions initially and peremptory words ... trying to pass the time.
Rocco would like to bring the debate about sado-masochistic, but do not smoke and now there is not even a centimetroquadro to set foot in the hallway, a sweet but ...
Here again the driver. Red alert! All attention, and stopped all activity, remain in suspense. The man enters the cabin and down sharply over the beds. "Already!" Exclaims Marco disappointed. "Eh ... it's too young is too late ... I already had to do it an hour ago, but still are only two coaches, which connects the cab No. 1, ie this, is on leave, and I do what I can do. " After the storm trying to resume a normal life, but everything has been shuffled and everyone is distracted by new ideas and excuses. Rocco rolled down the window to get some 'air-ferruginous, the train slows down so that you can read a blue sign on a white image into a kind of scroll, too white, "Bagnoli and this is enough to bring his thoughts a few months back, in November, when he visited these places: Naples, Ercolano, Pompei, Ischia, Capri, Nisida, Bagnoli. So much for the clichés seemed Naples London, changeable weather, light rain and strong and persistent or intermittent: Big Business for the umbrella. In the gallery
Napoli Centrale sticks his head in the window also Michael, despite the realistic difficulties due to sun down. The boy is in the mood of confidence and says he wants to see the train because it will come back here in September to visit his girlfriend, there has already been once, but the old man than she can clearly see this relationship and then not much has combined . Rocco falls from the clouds, "and Marina?" He thinks. But then he says nothing, simply ask, distracted, news about unhappy love. When the train resumed the race, pulled up inside the glass and flying plastic bags with paper in sheets and pillowcases and pillows bounce foam.
"One head, one head ... are accurate, please!" Marks the railroad. At that moment one of the boys in the hallway trying to make a request to the driver, but this stops him saying that if you do not have the bed, no sheets and pillows of course ... in fact would not even be allowed to occupy the corridors, they are for those who work and to move ... but ultimately can not think of anything he would otherwise have long since spread to all the holidays.
"Okay, but I wanted to know when it is due to arrive at Messina ..." protested the boy. "There I can tell, we bring late ... a thing you never know. "
"But ... when I was about due to arrive? if we take an hour late, then we will arrive an hour later ... "insists the frame t-shirt.
The railroad, looking to escape the wristwatch, replied: "We take 38 minutes late for the accuracy and from there to Messina could earn another, I hope not but I can not know now, we could recover all or part depends ... and then keep in mind that we embark on the ferry .... "
"So for example if we had to get to 6, the arrival will be for 6:38?" try to treat the young man.
"Nooo, then we obviously do not know what I mean ... it is impossible to determine the arrival time once the train has fallen behind schedule, because there are many variables and factors that ...".
"Well I understand, good night" without the truncated pissed-bunk it back into the aisle. The driver who, perhaps to give himself a countenance during the interview, the trial was put in place pillows and count the envelopes, looks around and dejected look on the faces of passengers someone willing to follow his reasoning: "Santa peace! But I can not say that I do not know, you never know what you would like ... I told you that any time a, well, but then if you lose your connection? There you are ... there are those who say what people want to hear, but this is not correct, no it is not professionally correct. "
Marco's smile, which still remained in serious soliloquy of the perfect pocket with the railroad, once the officer has left and is disarming enough to bring back the good humor to the company.
Navy is still committed to the remains of a discussion with a couple of boys that are dying back. But she is quite resolved to defend his opinions to the end, maybe you forgot to save something else. Argues, with great mastery of language, that females would be less trouble to admit a homosexual relationship or just to admit the beauty of another woman, what would happen but not for males, which even afraid to go to man, not never pronounced on the male beauty.
"But when ever! Of course I understand that Raoul Bova , give an example, may appeal to a girl, but I do not miss pe passes to head to say that it's a nice boy and I can not see it as an object of desire, not at all afraid of you seem gay ... I look like the guy? "concludes the sermon suddenly one of the two cascamorti.
"But really well when I flip through a fashion magazine and I see a beautiful woman, I say what a beautiful woman! And with this I do not feel any sexual desire ... what? "Says the girl with large hand gestures.
"And when you're browsing a magazine sexy?" Force in that tank top, season with fresh eyes.
"And good night ..." finally snorts Marina. The debate is over. Marina will also be naive, but you decide when and how. Falls into the compartment 7 and sits in its place, then you do not know what it is better not to ask the railroad. No one dares to continue the discussion of the company, except that test Rocco: "I do not agree with you, at least to a certain point ...." "A certain point?" Reverses the curious question in the air and stretches his lips slightly.
"As for men, I can not agree, but I do not think that it is different for women: I think it is still more difficult to declare openly lesbian, gay, the cultural and social conditions are too strong, because the sexual freedom of women is still too new ... "says Rocco.
Marina wanted to talk back, while Rocco regrets having thrown the complicated and she supports his thesis with a deluge of words and he soon loses his train of thought, distracted by the proximity of that grace, which also shows d 'be intelligent. A rare combination!
now homosexuality is just a shield to make room, if not heterosexuality, for a more intimate knowledge. Rocco finds out that Marina has twenty-three and is studying law, is close to the thesis and would like to specialize in criminal law. Marina Rocco manages to squeeze in only vague information about his life: working in a public office, forty years old, is single and likes to travel. Ah ... he is directed to travel Pachino, she Licata, but she also falls in Catania, Sicily that railways are a cry and it is better to take a bus. A Licata is the father who has a second home where he spent the summer holidays for years. Mark tries to describe the sights that await to Licata and asks Rocco to visit them, if you will go from there. No one forgives Rocco to be the first time on the island and go to settle in Pachino, all right friends ... but in short, Sicily respectable to be seen, because it is rich and varied. Then maybe they will move on Etna, Rocco tries to defend itself. "Taormina" cried Mark. "Milo" Rocco replied dubiously, "I can climb to the top ... if you have news on the latest eruption?". "In the morning we pass by and see ..." Marina replied evasively. Rocco can not promise anything, the rest did not come to her the invitation. Alfie is going to intervene, even when you hear the jingle naughty come from arcane recesses.
"Hello, yeah, yeah, where else! Well ... then yes, we are still in Rome, are attacking other coaches ... "says the Sicilian-Piedmont, trying not to look at the face of Mark not to spoil the party," all is well ... yes, I ate, even the cake ... how? Street Mission was given by the children ... some traveling in the same cabin. How? ... No ... what you say is a male cabin .... " Mark you should put a hand to mouth to keep from laughing and Alfie must turn to the hallway to continue the conversation: "When ... but not I know, we're still stuck here, but certainly the Tiburtina! All times are skipped, the controller also says that you can not say when s'arriverà . Have we feel eh? Hello.
It's almost midnight, the long corridor is dark, all is quiet from the other cabins, but none in the cabin 7 wants to lie down on ironing boards, ironing the sheets of paper and relax in your niche. Looking out the windows of the hall the night owls looking for refreshment after a hot day, they see the gulf of Naples whiz ringed by shiny trails to Sorrento, then almost total darkness, the air smells of sea and trash, however, driven out by the lungs' pervasive smell of rail.
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