He was still choosing the color of the leather jacket when, in the throes of a hysterical attack, he decided that it was not really possible that these guys below were doing all this continuous noise! And then, looking in the mirror, how can Christ wear pants like this !? The roars could be heard outside
When at last, after having almost destroyed it by dint of knocking, the door was thrown open, everyone in the inn - with their throats still warm from singing and mugs in hand - stood still, staring at the newcomer as if he had fallen from the sky. "Do you have any good wine?" he shouted at that
I remember very well who was the first person I saw as soon as I entered the club: it was Don Calogero Meta lying on a sofa near the wardrobe. Further on, Don Ignazio and Don Graziano were preparing some paint to paint his face red, like the socialists whom he so hated. But
They had already made him spend an entire morning to set up all those tables, finish the shopping and make a hundred thousand phone calls, when Michele Scogliamiglio let him know that yes, at the provincial congress, the Ronconi boys would also bring his candidacy for the secretariat of the youth of the party, but which, however,
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