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Says Giorgio, bar owner: “The Count is my oldest friend. We met at the liceo. For the first year we did not say hello. Then it was just a question of deciding who was the ragno (spider) and who was the mosca (fly). At the end of liceo, I like to think we called it quits. But, if you want my opinion, I don’t think he will ever settle down.” The Count’s stories include: The Spider and the Cellist, The Statue, The Wimple, Laziness, and Dust and Drapery.
“Papa, will you give me a break… Yes, I am going to see the clients in the morning.” Giorgio hung up in exasperation. He lit a cigarette. He was still fuming at his father when he saw the Count standing at the bar. Giorgio had not seen the Count for a number of years. He …
Picture the scene in a Parisian boudoir. A gentleman sits in an attitude of appraisal, hand resting on silver knob of ash plant, while a young lady takes off her dress. She rolls down her stockings and lies back against the sunburst headboard of the bed with her legs akimbo, like two pale chevrons… “Now …
Danilo had parked in an abandoned field near the seminary school. He opened the boot and took out the tools of his trade, the buckets, trowels and spades. He was about to take the back seat down when he heard a noise. “Why did you stop?” “I thought I heard something. Did you?” “No.” “It …
Chevalier de Seingult had a saying that an affair consisted of four acts. The first act was like the entrée or solicitation, the second act was like a further hors d’oeuvre in anticipation of the primo and the secondo. Of course, these culinary metaphors were not always appropriate. In the case of Signorina Teresa Imer, …
The scene, to his eyes, was more like a scene at the beginning of the fourth act. The apartment was not that big: two rooms sparsely furnished. The ceiling, though, was extraordinarily high, and the windows were correspondingly tall. There were six or seven of them as the apartment was a corner one. Snow was …