The town lay quiet and lazy sun-browning of one of the most spring days' hot last millennium. Peace Sunday, traditionally the hour dedicated to pennica, was disturbed by a loud bang that startled the first prominent belly, and then the whole body of Orestes, who had just found the right position on the deck with two seats placed strategically sheltered shade of a giant pine tree that was in a good exposure to trifacciale breeze.
Oreste barely emerged from the horizontal position, heading rapidly towards the network partition that separated his semi-detached house from the well-known local politician who years ago had decided to take up residence. As we approached, a new series of blows drill 'eardrums, awakening all the sacred numbness and nurturing a healthy evident from the murderous madness of nerves that stretch of the drawing' relieve a scratch on the thick neck.
when she pulled 'the branches of a begonia to peer into the near edge, rolled his Orestes' eyes, seeing that the cause of so much noise it was usually quiet and almost invisible Arsen, a handyman Romanian obviously no regular contract to keep you occupied order in the vast estate patron. Arsen
a rifle that had all the appearance of being true, and fired with rhythmic precision to a nearby bush proeittili that seemed just as real.
Oreste lost much of its boldness, but supported by the need for well-earned rest on Sunday, I find 'the courage to contact the Romanian confident of a break between pops and the subsequent ...
"Arsen, but what happens? I was taking a nap ... I can not believe this is the hour of pulling 'pheasants? What then are well out of the hunting season ..."
Arsen, surprised by the interruption, as if impallino 'foot, then put down the gun leaning against a nearby tree, and there was dappresso the fence.
"Arsen not shoot pheasants, but photographers
" As photographers, Arsen, but where you saw them sti 'photographers'
"It 's all day running around, and the owner has run' stew and told me to send them away, but they do not go, then I'll shoot "
" But is not it a bit exaggerated, it spouts an Arsen you returning, but who makes you do ... "
"Boss is angry 'cause he in the company and when in the company did not want photos photograph should then write to newspapers and magazines and owner did not want something bad bad thing"
"We understand, but also the master, and' married , has a family, has children, but that company is going to look, did you see Berlusconi that in order to have a party disguised as a rogue womanizer ... "
Arsen approached 'the network and then furtively whisper':" Here no females, female boss does not care ... here only omi, big fat .. "
rolled his Orestes 'eyes and struggled to hold back a laugh that spontaneous welling up in my throat at the thought of the enormity' who had just told Arsen. Curious as a godmother to the market, then , I try to 'get rid of the Romanian trying to persuade him to desist from the backside with some holes in regard to the risk of finding themselves in a few hours at customs.
Arsen scroll' shoulders and nodded, 'then said goodbye' by with a greeting from the incomprehensible , and walked away 'from the network partition.
now Orestes was in full rut to find out what happened in the adjacent mansion, so forget 'the much needed nap, ran into the house, will bring the' Nikon zoom telescopic and start 'crawling along the fence looking for a point of observation which would allow him to spy on both obviously very close to Mr.
coupling the fullest extent of the network, they blend 'unlikely gicantesca behind a Yucca, and scratching his face with sharp leaves, frame it' the back of the house of his neighbor.
Zoom's carry 'the surreal scene of an impromptu soccer field, carrying bags and other items to form the poles of unlikely doors, on which, under the scorching sun, 10 Assatanate were obviously playing a game with friends.
His famous neighbor, decorated like a Christmas tree - a complete original team, strictly acetate - was clearly the more 'frantic company, and ran waving and waving as Falcao carried over very long - none of whom knew the 'there,' cause apparently mystified by wig - as the national flag parades into the square.
Among the disappointed and amused, Orestes was to capture the sequences 'hilarious, when in the net peeped Arsen's double, behind which the Romanian had more' Rambo that the appearance of those of the usual placid laborer.
"You want me to make you stay forever in the shadow of a yucca?
Despite its size, Oreste sketch 'away like a lark and after a few seconds he returned with four of clubs on his deck, trying to convince himself that he had a bad dream, while far resumed at regular intervals as the tolling of the bell country, bursts of gunfire Arsen.
