the beauty of returning to a place where you've been a bit 'of time is that at least the first Sabbath you are not completely lost! for brunch qsta festive day I took a nice habit and I went to bolinat, a small oasis of music, and disbelieve open on Saturdays.
more than the hunger that drove me out of the house was warm. do not ask me why, but they are reluctant to turn the air conditioning (please do not clear for volermene qsta unwise decision!) and in here after a while 'no longer breathe ...
cmq bolinat of the breakfast is always worthwhile. I was on the classic: stapazzate eggs, cucumber salad, tomato and onion, three cheeses (also known as yellow cheese, white and levan-which always means white, referring to a type philadelphia cream cheese), olives, dressing of "false pesto, bread, butter, jam, grapefruit juice and cup of coffee ... all accompanied by Pearl Jam's greatest hits, a book in Italian and a tad bit of wind.
now, if I die because I broke my belly, I can go back to school!
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