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You may well ask why I look to the horizon when my little ship is adrift in the gutter. When Achille Lombardo told me he had started doing English lessons, I laughed my head off. If I was the worst in the class at school, Achille Lombardo was not far behind. “Achille,” I said. “Remember …
“What has happened?” – “There was a gas explosion next door in the salumeria. Now, Doctor Noviello is selling his flat.” – “Rompiscatole, what am I going to do with this box?” One day, about a year prior to this conversation in front of some scaffolding in via Carulli, two boys were on their way …