In response to the expectation of many here is the third point: we left the Pier Ettore small hill and a man who had asked to go home and talk to her mother who on the first ' he mistook for a sales representative (the episodes were published on 12 and 16 February):
Without much ado, appeared and said, "Failure? I am here to present the elevator. " He was the mayor and the lady at the door, with that face teacher, irritated him. "Today, we begin evil, "he thought.
Like the day before. It was February and the weather was hot and seemed almost spring. He's as happens regularly in recent times was irritable and nervous. He summoned his staff: so we could not go back and this time they would hear. The fault was not his. It was the fault of all those that rowed against it and its predecessor. And the expense was him. Him! the best mayor in the last 150 years! beaten the last places in the ranking and popularity of posters plastered against the country.
"Enough with these no se pol" he shouted in a meeting room, still angry at each argument, a hysterical scene, and he was taken with all the. But how? non bastavano quelli dell'opposizione? anche nel suo ufficio manifestavano dubbi? Erano due settimane che quei lavori sulla collina erano fermi, due settimane! tutti quei maledetti intoppi e ora la bomba. Un operaio l'aveva trovata ma tutto era rimasto segreto, gli artificieri avevano detto che si poteva anche saltarci sopra che non sarebbe mai scoppiata e che per esplodere bisognava proprio dargli una botta tremenda. Su tutte le furie urlò: “quella bomba lasciatela lì, i lavori devono andare avanti a qualunque costo!” fuori di sé, aveva preso il cappotto, invano timidamente un suo collaboratore aveva cercato di fermarlo, solo in strada si era accorto che non era suo. “Maledetti, tutti contro. E maledetta anche la differenziata!” - She thought, pressing his coat in the trash on the sidewalk in front. Irritated, with long strides, he had gone. The decision had taken it: he, would begin to present the project, he, personally, starting with the house under the hill. Was tired, wanted to block the country's future, but he had big shoulders!
In the afternoon passed by: the hill of the castle had been a blade of green. Of course! whatever they could do that job without clearing everything? The project had started the other, who was there before him. The brown earth was illuminated by the sun. Bulldozers and truck stops. No worker. "But who is that kid attached to your network? Boh, tanto non c'è alcun pericolo, quella bomba non può scoppiare!”
Alla sera, a letto, irritato e nervoso, prese qualcosa per dormire e sognò.
Sognò che inaugurava uno dopo l'altro 250 centri commerciali su una strada con 250 rotonde, che si raggiungevano con 250 ascensori. “Vado bene per la collina del castello?” chiese Attila uscendo da un ascensore. “ Non si preoccupi abbiamo già fatto”, rispose lui. Nel sogno malediva il suo predecessore e continuava a dire “no se pol”, ma nessuno lo ascoltava. Allora propose quattro referendum: contro i centri commerciali, contro le rotonde, contro gli ascensori, contro Attila. I primi tre glieli bocciarono. Il quarto si fece: Attila won, who became mayor in his place. A nightmare, woke up drenched in sweat.
The morning was there with that girl who told him to go, it's cold, with that aroma of coffee coming from inside the house. Yes, of course, had to enter and submit the project ... while the woman called her son and he thought "What the hell kind of name is Pier Hector?". In fact I do not think the cabbage, because as he tried to unroll his drawings was stopped ... "No se pol? ... But get this! If Magna on the table where, if no pol !"... and then the deer, that deer? with polenta if I would have eaten the deer ... but the croissants and coffee ... but stracavolo di nome, Pier Ettore non rispondeva e quella insopportabile donna lo andò a chiamare.
E poi quel sibilo fastidioso nelle orecchie, maledetta vecchiaia e maledetti acufeni. Pensava a quella situazione che non avrebbe voluto vivere, agli attacchi degli ultimi giorni e a come era iniziata quella mattinata: che cosa poteva ancora succedere? Quella bomba solo con una botta tremenda...e in che diavolo di modo avrebbe potuto prender quella botta. Ancora quel sibilo nelle orecchie, che fastidio, prese una brioches e si affacciò alla finestra giusto in tempo per vedere per alcuni istanti il grande l'elicottero che dolcemente, sibilando, si posava sulla collina. Centrando con precisione la bomba. (3. continua)
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