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Nicola’s heart was beating all’impazzata. The cold sweat, cold as a circle, quickly seized his face and his hands that now struggle to tighten the wheel. That tremor was immediately noted by Scott, his wife.

- You’re not good Nicola? you are so pale you know?

- No no no is hot .. and this cursed traffic. ‘Sti traffic lights last an hour .. that looks casino.

Nicola, listening his stutter prayed in silence. Prayed that none of those who sat with him in car accorgesse of that horrible white shoe that had head from under the seat driving.

It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon and spouses, as usual, went all’ipermercato SUPERSLAM with mother-in-law and children below. Nicola hated Saturday afternoon. In truth even the hated mother-in-law and his wife.

Normal life of his own. Forty years, slightly more cumbersome, a quiet work. The youthful follies now stored in an orderly daily life that, little by little, he had rincretinito much of stuff I smoked when he was at.

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