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Noi ci trovavamo ai giardinetti al pomeriggio, dopo la scuola e il suo tempo pieno che lasciava spazi interminabili alla fantasia.
La focaccia non era sempre buona, but often it was not. Depended on the baker, the street that my grandmother had to get to school, but I think more often, even the weather. No matter the cake or fruit juice and iced tea. Eating and drinking has always been marginal in those days for us.
Remove the tee was the first thing important of those days, the second was to take the ball from the plastic bag. The third, with the goal.

We have continued to visit the park, nothing in the post that drew from the imagination why not stay in bed all afternoon.
The pizza and chips were important only to accompany the beer.
beers were taken to the supermarket in front of the park. We crossed indenni la moda delle lattine per poi passare al periodo nero delle birre da 66cl, aperte nei modi più improbabili. Solo mia madre sa quante chiavi di casa posso aver rotto.
Mai una sola birra, sempre almeno tre e sopratutto sempre in compagnia.
Mai soli e mai soltanto gli stessi discorsi. I temi forse erano sempre gli stessi, cioè il tema eravamo noi nelle nostre declinazioni.
Noi e le ragazze, noi e il calcio, noi e la vita, noi e la paura.

Noi ora non andiamo più al parco, ma siamo sempre noi.
Senza felpe e sacchetti di plastica, giocheremmo per ore senza fermarci, con la pioggia e con il sole. Ne sono certo, ne sono quasi certo. Prenderemmo per seri i calci negli stinchi e le spallate, ci manderemmo a " fuck off" because "you're a dickhead" , but we could sit and say the same thing yesterday. With the same beer and the same eyes lost behind a passing bus, some ass or falling leaves. Because today I'm almost thirty and yesterday there were twenty, but the story remains the same. We
and girls, football and we, we and little money, us and life, and we fear.

Why we will never be those who enter the history books or are placed on the shelves of libraries. Those that when there is a party are the last to be invited but also the last to leave. We are still those who are moved to a gift, a song or a glass cabinet.
We still have some dreams in the drawer, under some odd pair of socks that have replaced the Guerin Sportivo and porn magazines yesterday.
Maybe we will not have any bench in the ass to tell us our stuff, we'll see more of our suggestions or concerns or yawning be clouds in the cold or damp, but those words in and maybe we will come out together in some way to our souls.
When I do not know, but maybe not even know how the place.
will not be wars or diseases, they will not anxieties and threats.
We will always be us and the girls, us and the football, we and little money, us and life. We
and fear.

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