day 14, day 13
The pen is strange movements on the paper. Doodles, nothing concrete, or at least that's what I think. See the ink roll up on itself, just doodling to a careless observer. But it's my fault, I do not have access to that world semantics behind the incomprehensible symbols, symbols that Solimar is writing at the time.
There is only a promise, but after all is important. I taught him to play guitar, he will teach me Arabic.
yes because then, finally, the guitar I bought. Just in that shop, the one with the halls filled with antiques made in bulk. But I did not have enough money to even buy a carry case, and so I go around with the guitar bustaccia wrapped in a black plastic fastened with scotch brown. It does not have a beautiful appearance but at least does his duty.
During this time I stay all night long to talk with Solimar, my roommate. He asks me advice on the Italian girls. On how to behave, how to appear. It 's funny, and it is even more because I am certainly not the best person.
And I do the same with him, I ask the women of her country, their traditions. So forgive him if my clothes are impregnated with the smell of Indian food.
But why the fuck leave the stove on all day? I'm not sure but I cook every two hours. That's right, every two hours ago a small meal. Fried, of course, and with so many spices, so that the house smells like an Indian fast food open 24 hours on 24.
Tonight I also saw the club's dormitory. He sat with other people while I was dancing. I think I did just sucks. A dance that is. I understood from the fact that the girls were laughing and mimicking my moves awkward.
But while I continued to dance careless, a bit of alcohol, a little bit because it really does not interest me much about what others think of my way to dance and move.
Meanwhile, tonight, in the the dim light of the kitchen, barely illuminating the wooden table, Solimar teach how to tell a girl who has "beautiful eyes". And who will go through these corridors will hear a jumble of Urdu and Italian, two languages \u200b\u200bso far, making a fight between them in room 352, which is also 350.
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