Posted by in Hostess by chance I’m back on the tube. This time I’m stuck in front of the sliding door, I do not sit down, and I will not be distracted by anyone, in fact I take the count of the stops and the seconds that the metro takes to reach its objectives. Minus three, two, one … “stop San…Read more »
Posted by in Hostess by chance I must make a great effort to motivate me and keep running, so, I focus the reasons that convinced me to come here. I always wanted to do a lifetime experience in London, but I never had enough money, no time, to do so. I told to myself, for years, a lot of stories…Read more »
Posted by in Hostess by chance Obviously, when I come back to my senses I am already two stops after mine and I have to go back. No comment. Indeed, here are some comments: “What the heck am I doing here listening the singer Pausini in a Chinese version at already eight in the morning? What came to my mind…Read more »
Posted by in Hostess by chance I appeared into the tobacco’ shop, clumsy as ever because of the bag that I drag myself across Milan full of gadgets and curious gizmos craft which, every time, because of their ongoing mutual slamming into the bag, I find trimmed and / or dented. I will spend my morning as hostess next to…Read more »
Posted by in ABOUT I have decided to open a blog. Very well. I told my mom. “Mammaaaa, you know I started a blog ?!” “Well done my dear! About what?” “Ehhh, of short stories”. I reply, while on my mind I’m thinking: “but I won’t tell much, maybe the blog it is not about stories”… And I close…Read more »
Posted by in Hostess by chance 6:50 a.m., wake up. I open one eye while through the other I’m dreaming that are still 2:00 in the morning so I could sleep a few more hours. To make the dream a bit more real, I postpone the harmy melody of other precious ten minutes and then of another ten. Now it’s late.…Read more »
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