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In Italy I had a lady and he or she used to be first-class to me. She enjoyed me, she enjoyed me, and he or she took care of me and she or he used to be constantly there whilst I got here in from paintings, in from the vineyards, and there has been by no means any hassle among us, by no means. i used to be younger then and didn't be aware of the issues I realized later or the bad belongings you have taught me. i assumed all girls have been like that. i presumed all males have been like me—I idea i used to be like several different males. i used to be now not unsatisfied then and that i used to be no longer lonely—for she was once there—and i didn't are looking to die. i needed to stick eternally in our village and paintings within the vineyards and drink the wine we made and make like to my woman. i've got advised you approximately my village—? it's very previous and within the south, it really is on a hill. At evening, after we walked by means of the wall, the realm looked as if it would give way prior to us, the full, far away, soiled global. i didn't ever are looking to see it. when we made love less than the wall. “Yes, i wished to stick there without end and consume a lot spaghetti and drink a lot wine and make many infants and develop fats. you wouldn't have beloved me if I had stayed. i will see you, a long time from now, coming via our village within the gruesome, fats, American motor automobile you are going to without doubt have via then and looking out at me and looking out in any respect folks and tasting our wine and shitting on us with these empty smiles americans put on all over and that you put on forever and using off with an exceptional roar of the vehicles and a very good sound of tires and telling the entire different americans you meet that they need to come and notice our village since it is so picturesque. and you'll have no suggestion of the existence there, dripping and bursting and lovely and negative, as you don't have any inspiration of my lifestyles now. yet i feel i'd were happier there and that i don't have minded your smiles. i'd have had my lifestyles. i've got lain the following many nights, looking ahead to you to come back domestic, and inspiration how far-off is my village and the way bad it's to be during this chilly urban, between humans whom I hate, the place it's chilly and rainy and not dry and sizzling because it was once there, and the place Giovanni has nobody to speak to, and nobody to be with, and the place he has stumbled on a lover who's neither guy nor girl, not anything that i will recognize or contact. you don't know, do you, what it really is wish to lie conscious at evening and look forward to an individual to return domestic? yet i'm definite you don't know. you don't know whatever. you don't know any of the negative things—that is why you smile and dance how you do and also you imagine that the comedy you're fidgeting with the short-haired, moon-faced little woman is love. ” He dropped the cigarette to the ground, the place it lay burning faintly. He started to cry back. I checked out the room, considering: i will not undergo it. “I left my village one wild, candy day. i'm going to always remember that day. It was once the day of my death—I want it were the day of my demise. I take into account the sunlight used to be scorching and scratchy at the again of my neck as I walked the line clear of my village and the line went upward and that i walked bent over. I consider every little thing, the brown dirt at my toes, and the little pebbles which rushed sooner than me, and the quick timber alongside the line and the entire flat homes and all their shades less than the solar.

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