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Leaning against the wall of the old university building, Daniel took a joint from the pocket of his wide pants. Cofi went wide-eyed: “You smoking that here?” Even though it was broad daylight and people were milling about, Daniel had no compulsion about lighting the joint. Cofi kept looking up and down the street to …
It looked like it was going to rain, but, of course, it never did. The clouds would not budge, but nor would the heat. They could not stay a moment longer in the flat, so they bought a wheel of foccaccia and a bottle of Guadianello and went to the beach in Torre a Mare. …
The beach at Rosa Marina had always been a good spot for Daniel. Cabin cruisers and yachts of the new euro millionaires would come and weigh anchor in the bay. All of society seemed to gather here along the shore in the afternoon sun: the good-looking teenagers of the alta borghese, the Russians, Germans and …