Football Helmet Halloween

Treehouse

put to sleep yesterday. On the iron grate under the covered entrance of the building in Via Marsala, on top of the staircase of white and brown travertine and scraps of cardboard trampled by water. At first, I fear, for the first time I admit. Below items are many of us to sleep, at least twenty. When I get close to that of men carpet is just past midnight, the others are lying down for hours. Every step I take I bit my lip and clench their fists into the pockets of his jacket icy.

The night before there was a problem on the first track. The station remained open because of the thousands of people waiting for a train to Termini to return home after the festivities last year. Since the station did not close, Giancarlo took the opportunity to spend the night with Gigi, Caramel and Paul, along the first track. For a week sleeping in a shelter, but requested a permit. That night I slept under a ladder in the studio Cinecittà, where I went to hear the concert of the year-end sound system of the South. Giancarlo woke in the night I felt a hand that first drew out his wallet. As he turned he saw a young man, an African, who has now withdrawn his hand wondering if he had a cigarette. Giancarlo not which has the most watched, he jumped to his feet and sent him against the wall with a shove. Meanwhile it has also awakened Gigi, which promptly reached Giancarlo. They have surrounded the thief and the sound of pushing slammed against a car of a train stopped on the track, promising him a lesson. Except that even after Paul got up and approached the boy with the knife pointed at him. At that point the scene was reversed. Gigi and Giancarlo have tried to calm Paul, shouting at the unfortunate escape and do it quickly. Eventually everything was back. The robber fled, Paul calmed down and gave his knife into the custody of Gigi for safety. Given his condition since he takes all that Rivotril better not to have weapons at hand.

asleep at the post office a group of ten Africans, I fear that among them there is also the thief of the night before. If so I would definitely problems, since I am white, Italian, and a friend of Gigi, Paolo and Giancarlo. I would not want someone with me if the remake. As I approach my bed tonight I am surprised to see that Africans are just not there, or I will see them the next morning. Sleeping next to me rather a woman, alone, black. Strange. It is not facile vedere una donna sola per strada, per di più in mezzo ad un folto gruppo di uomini sconosciuti. É giovane, avrà sì e no trent'anni, alta, robusta. Trema tutta la notte, non ha una coperta, dorme sotto un grande cartone. Al mattino se ne va battendo i denti e senza dire una sola parola a nessuno. Io ripiego il sacco a pelo e mi avvio alla stazione in cerca di un treno, oggi torno a casa.

[ Tratto da " Roma senza fissa dimora ", 2 gennaio 2005]

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