The image is imprinted in my mind is Fico Barboza and Mr. Panda kissing passionately. We
two steps back: It's Friday and I'll get the house a transvestite at the precise moment at which the usual Jack & Coke to Mr. Panda. Mr Panda
can not help but notice it, if you study, whether it is a squid or some random gay mafia. As agreed split on Wednesdays and Fridays. Today it is the Albanians. The transvestite
turns and he offers him a friendly "fuck thou hast to look at?". A
Mr Panda no longer of interest if a squid is protected or dispersed, hard-nosed approaches him and told him to remove the balls. In no time his henchmen are already around the affected area.
The transvestite smiles at the Panda, lowers his eyes as a sign of submission, then it sticks to the wall, moving agile even with high heels.
Lightning's face rests on the cheek and whispers something in his ear and the Panda with a gesture of the hand stops the thugs who were speaking. The transvestite
continues to speak in his ear. I see Panda
wince of fear and frustration, the transvestite smile and leave.
Then he turns to me and orders a red East.
And at that point that I recognize Barboza. Fico
Barboza is often to visit.
It 's like Lupin agent or a Mission Impossible or James Bond: Do not know him before I ever ordered a drink.
Blonde, brown, of various complexions. Once it seemed even lower.
This time it's disguised as a man who dresses as a woman. When Mr. Panda
Fico starts to leave suggests that he had forgotten something.
-What? Panda asks. Fico
leans towards him pointing his lips with his forefinger.
-You can not be serious? Asks the mobster eyes wide.
-Yes, yes. From do not be shy.
And that's how I see Panda and Mr Fico Barboza give a passionate kiss on the mouth. Fico
pleased with himself now enjoys his drink.
I can not help myself and I ask him what he said to the Panda to make it so tame.
-I threatened to kill his mother.
I do not think this is enough, I think to myself. Fico
Barboza me read it in the face and adds, calling her name.
Maybe this can already be more effective. I think. Then I
-ginned in order: province, city and village where he lives. In short, I believe that I could do it really.
And I suspect that it was not a mere show of force.
I have a feeling of uncomfortable, but not for what he said. I look around and see the Boss, from outside, watching us through the thick glass.
has a dark look.
'm sure he recognized his brother. Fico
Barboza raises his glass and addressed to his brother as a toast not reciprocated.
-Now I must go. He says. It has darkened too.
Once Barboza was released I turn to see if the Boss is still out at me.
not see it anymore, but instead I hear behind me: "Can I talk?"
-You're the Boss, I say.
-Come on out, I'll replace.
"The story has its own history. The historical characters are tied together and can not be read in a decontextualized.
You can not take any character from the past, be it Caesar or Napoleon, to name two at random and without having a blurred photograph. As will be the precise historical reconstruction, the mood of the people always fail, the people, and even the minority of the majority of the supporters and opponents, to complete the outline, to sharpen.
The contemporary characters are too close so you can see in their entirety and without distortions partisan, as it is right to have them.
The only characters that we can see with some clarity are the ones we have experienced but there are already more but not enough: their disappearance must have been a period of time necessary to have them broken down.
It 's too soon, for example, to talk about the last Pope
And it's too late to talk about the first Duce.
Then there are some people, some elected officials, who can see far. They are like the observers.
They have the privilege of being able to see who does what. Indeed they can decide who does what. They are the Freemasons.
But that's another story.
Now tell me, are you sure of what you saw, are you sure that you've made are just like you have to believe them?
That is: you know with certainty that he was there on quell'imbarcazione? "
" Now what you want, take credit over the money? My answer to the tirade of the Boss.
-I know what happened. And I do not want you to be deceived and recruited to do the opposite of what you're thinking of doing. Big Boss decided he replies.
-L 'explosion of the boat was scheduled. In your organization you burn an interplanetary ship without intervention? Come on, think! Fico Barboza arrives, steals a boat explodes in the middle of the sea, thirty free political prisoners and no one moves a finger. If there is an organization and a counter-organization should be a war taking place now. The opposite thing you suggest?
that there is only an organization. I think to myself and me.
-But how do you know what I said Barboza? Enlighten me a hope, hope not to be a cog in the machine sostituibilissimo deception, now worn and used by all parties involved.
"The Interstar Pol spying on us. Fico Barboza spying on us. You spy on us. I keep up to date. "This is the cryptic response of the Boss.
"That?" He insists.
"Interstate, in the person of Fico Barboza, looks at us through the electronic eyes. You do too, now that you've discovered how to do. Why should not I do it myself? "
" Why should you? "
" Why am I the counter-Exhibits.. "
After a few hours in which I have removed several layers of the Veil of Maya or just changed, combined, ristratificati, I am alone with my doubts.
What I told the Boss is chilling, from anywhere you try to see it.
the men would have died in the explosion of the ferry and the guilty would Fico Barboza.
The Boss has managed to replace people who were to be caught by the bad people to recruit from outside the law in the field of Interstate commanded by his brother. Giving also almost the entire sum received by the union of the worlds.
Unfortunately, I understand what happened to political refugees, or if they are now safe.
And I have no way of verifying what Big Boss told me.
I can only give the trust only to my fellow sufferers and to continue the investigation. Knowing
to work with a bull's eye focused on him.
Puff a little disappointed: Fico Barboza was able to make nice.
The Boss, however, still must work to achieve the level of his brother.
two steps back: It's Friday and I'll get the house a transvestite at the precise moment at which the usual Jack & Coke to Mr. Panda. Mr Panda
can not help but notice it, if you study, whether it is a squid or some random gay mafia. As agreed split on Wednesdays and Fridays. Today it is the Albanians. The transvestite
turns and he offers him a friendly "fuck thou hast to look at?". A
Mr Panda no longer of interest if a squid is protected or dispersed, hard-nosed approaches him and told him to remove the balls. In no time his henchmen are already around the affected area.
The transvestite smiles at the Panda, lowers his eyes as a sign of submission, then it sticks to the wall, moving agile even with high heels.
Lightning's face rests on the cheek and whispers something in his ear and the Panda with a gesture of the hand stops the thugs who were speaking. The transvestite
continues to speak in his ear. I see Panda
wince of fear and frustration, the transvestite smile and leave.
Then he turns to me and orders a red East.
And at that point that I recognize Barboza. Fico
Barboza is often to visit.
It 's like Lupin agent or a Mission Impossible or James Bond: Do not know him before I ever ordered a drink.
Blonde, brown, of various complexions. Once it seemed even lower.
This time it's disguised as a man who dresses as a woman. When Mr. Panda
Fico starts to leave suggests that he had forgotten something.
-What? Panda asks. Fico
leans towards him pointing his lips with his forefinger.
-You can not be serious? Asks the mobster eyes wide.
-Yes, yes. From do not be shy.
And that's how I see Panda and Mr Fico Barboza give a passionate kiss on the mouth. Fico
pleased with himself now enjoys his drink.
I can not help myself and I ask him what he said to the Panda to make it so tame.
-I threatened to kill his mother.
I do not think this is enough, I think to myself. Fico
Barboza me read it in the face and adds, calling her name.
Maybe this can already be more effective. I think. Then I
-ginned in order: province, city and village where he lives. In short, I believe that I could do it really.
And I suspect that it was not a mere show of force.
I have a feeling of uncomfortable, but not for what he said. I look around and see the Boss, from outside, watching us through the thick glass.
has a dark look.
'm sure he recognized his brother. Fico
Barboza raises his glass and addressed to his brother as a toast not reciprocated.
-Now I must go. He says. It has darkened too.
Once Barboza was released I turn to see if the Boss is still out at me.
not see it anymore, but instead I hear behind me: "Can I talk?"
-You're the Boss, I say.
-Come on out, I'll replace.
"The story has its own history. The historical characters are tied together and can not be read in a decontextualized.
You can not take any character from the past, be it Caesar or Napoleon, to name two at random and without having a blurred photograph. As will be the precise historical reconstruction, the mood of the people always fail, the people, and even the minority of the majority of the supporters and opponents, to complete the outline, to sharpen.
The contemporary characters are too close so you can see in their entirety and without distortions partisan, as it is right to have them.
The only characters that we can see with some clarity are the ones we have experienced but there are already more but not enough: their disappearance must have been a period of time necessary to have them broken down.
It 's too soon, for example, to talk about the last Pope
And it's too late to talk about the first Duce.
Then there are some people, some elected officials, who can see far. They are like the observers.
They have the privilege of being able to see who does what. Indeed they can decide who does what. They are the Freemasons.
But that's another story.
Now tell me, are you sure of what you saw, are you sure that you've made are just like you have to believe them?
That is: you know with certainty that he was there on quell'imbarcazione? "
" Now what you want, take credit over the money? My answer to the tirade of the Boss.
-I know what happened. And I do not want you to be deceived and recruited to do the opposite of what you're thinking of doing. Big Boss decided he replies.
-L 'explosion of the boat was scheduled. In your organization you burn an interplanetary ship without intervention? Come on, think! Fico Barboza arrives, steals a boat explodes in the middle of the sea, thirty free political prisoners and no one moves a finger. If there is an organization and a counter-organization should be a war taking place now. The opposite thing you suggest?
that there is only an organization. I think to myself and me.
-But how do you know what I said Barboza? Enlighten me a hope, hope not to be a cog in the machine sostituibilissimo deception, now worn and used by all parties involved.
"The Interstar Pol spying on us. Fico Barboza spying on us. You spy on us. I keep up to date. "This is the cryptic response of the Boss.
"That?" He insists.
"Interstate, in the person of Fico Barboza, looks at us through the electronic eyes. You do too, now that you've discovered how to do. Why should not I do it myself? "
" Why should you? "
" Why am I the counter-Exhibits.. "
After a few hours in which I have removed several layers of the Veil of Maya or just changed, combined, ristratificati, I am alone with my doubts.
What I told the Boss is chilling, from anywhere you try to see it.
the men would have died in the explosion of the ferry and the guilty would Fico Barboza.
The Boss has managed to replace people who were to be caught by the bad people to recruit from outside the law in the field of Interstate commanded by his brother. Giving also almost the entire sum received by the union of the worlds.
Unfortunately, I understand what happened to political refugees, or if they are now safe.
And I have no way of verifying what Big Boss told me.
I can only give the trust only to my fellow sufferers and to continue the investigation. Knowing
to work with a bull's eye focused on him.
Puff a little disappointed: Fico Barboza was able to make nice.
The Boss, however, still must work to achieve the level of his brother.
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