Sometimes I imagine a dialogue between Veltroni and an old comrade of PCI, one that has been in politics for a lifetime, not in Parliament but in the workplace, and in the bar section of the country. One of those men who seem made of sixty seventy-five, pay little and work a mule and glasses of red at eleven in the morning.
guess would be things like dinosaurs or Maciste against Julius Caesar against the Samurai. We call the old man with one of those wonderful names Romagna, say, or Ebro Olver, carefully chosen by the parents, once regarded as established that there was no namesake saint. We call it
Ornela, here. I imagine them to me
Walter, indeed Walter, el'Ornelio front the bar of the square of Premilcuore (FC), surrounded by a little 'people. You can imagine who are sipping a green tea-and-fair and who is an integral bianchino sparkling. Almost
me see him before my eyes the one who says things like Walter:
- "Eh, Ornela, tell us. Tell us here what was the Casa del Popolo and girls with skirts below the knee and invite them to dance ... ". And
Ornela:
- "But I do not know how it works? Veltroni, Ho, but you do not fuck twenty years? "
-" Yes, yes, the rest you have it taught you how. So Ornela, I would recommend: 'Yes we can! "'
- "Ah, here, Veltroni, right about this stuff I wanted to ask one."
- "It means, 'Yes we can'. I know that for people who have a great life experience perhaps not immediate, but America when it comes to synthesis must leave it ... "
-" Is' goodie, that the English I know. I studied in Section 1964 to 1969. I realized that 'We can', but I wanted to ask, but we can what? "
-" Godfrey (turning to Bettini), let's put in the program that all parties of Super-8 of the Houses of the People can be captured in digital free as cultural material of national interest. (Turning again to Ornela) Here. Now we know what? Are you happy, Ornela? "
-" We own a Quai, without a pal to Bisin, cun head bona sol par urecc the chains know! "
guess would be things like dinosaurs or Maciste against Julius Caesar against the Samurai. We call the old man with one of those wonderful names Romagna, say, or Ebro Olver, carefully chosen by the parents, once regarded as established that there was no namesake saint. We call it
Ornela, here. I imagine them to me
Walter, indeed Walter, el'Ornelio front the bar of the square of Premilcuore (FC), surrounded by a little 'people. You can imagine who are sipping a green tea-and-fair and who is an integral bianchino sparkling. Almost
me see him before my eyes the one who says things like Walter:
- "Eh, Ornela, tell us. Tell us here what was the Casa del Popolo and girls with skirts below the knee and invite them to dance ... ". And
Ornela:
- "But I do not know how it works? Veltroni, Ho, but you do not fuck twenty years? "
-" Yes, yes, the rest you have it taught you how. So Ornela, I would recommend: 'Yes we can! "'
- "Ah, here, Veltroni, right about this stuff I wanted to ask one."
- "It means, 'Yes we can'. I know that for people who have a great life experience perhaps not immediate, but America when it comes to synthesis must leave it ... "
-" Is' goodie, that the English I know. I studied in Section 1964 to 1969. I realized that 'We can', but I wanted to ask, but we can what? "
-" Godfrey (turning to Bettini), let's put in the program that all parties of Super-8 of the Houses of the People can be captured in digital free as cultural material of national interest. (Turning again to Ornela) Here. Now we know what? Are you happy, Ornela? "
-" We own a Quai, without a pal to Bisin, cun head bona sol par urecc the chains know! "
