ACQUARIUS StoryTeller TOUR FIRST STOP: A SABAUDIA
THIS IS 'THE POST OF onager "MC" SDL
NOSTALGIA OF CARPENTER
From the terrace of the house in Sabaudia, the landscape shows that the whole area once occupied by the carpenter's workshop-house is now destroyed.
No more mysterious house, the plant made indecipherable by many accretions horizontal, Commercial property, outbuildings and extensions. No more half-closed windows, cut shots of unmade beds, shades of men who could be seen early in the morning (the carpenter rented rooms in the semi-abandoned house?). No more howls of electric saw puffs of compressor for painting, coming and going of clients and acquaintances, various mysterious piles of lumber or junk varied, an incorruptible and outdated outboard dry well, wet. No more green, but green messy, first cultivated and then abandoned vegetable garden, fruit trees and bush, jungle cat crossed by multicolored, intent on pursuit, recreation and hunting, concerts and struggles.
Instead of the small Beirut, where he stands only a stub of wall corner, a sign assures us the upcoming birth of an elegant palace mattonata, similar to those encountered over recent years in the area. Besides resisting the evergreen garden and ordered the ineffable Mr Om. still recognizable accent than with the Piedmontese comments: "It will be a nice condo eh?"
(onager)
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