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Sario was the eternal student; at thirty-five he still lived at home. Officially he was at work on his thesis which was rather grandly entitled “Upon Nationalization and the post-war Italian economy” but, if truth were known, he wasn’t doing anything very much except hanging out with Gavin. When Gavin went to the Maltese, Dario …
Guy had just been taken on as lettore, or reader, in the faculty of literature and foreign languages when he was asked to be part of the commission for the new research post. One of the candidates was a young woman. She entered the room on towering heels and made a big show of tucking …
If you go chasing rabbitsTell ‘em a hookah smoking caterpillarHas given you the call Jefferson Airplane “Ciao, cugi’!” Dino had paid one of his flying visits. He’d brought with him provisions: aubergines, courgettes, Zia’s homemade passata of tomatoes, salsiccia lucana and a whole rabbit. “Don’t put it in the freezer,” he said. “It’s already defrosting.” …