Naples. It 's night. The car glides silently on the black tarmac. Only. A distant point of light. Then two dots that become wider and move away. Slowly more and more bright dots are arranged on either side of the road. I like flying. In my plane I see the runway lights. Then I align my evlivolo and get ready for landing. What a sight! They worry about leaving the lights on to show me the way ... Even the smoke! Ma .. What is the one that gives off light? ... Crazy! Heaps of garbage burning by the roadside. The smell penetrates into the interior. The eyes begin to water and breathing becomes a rattle ... A few minutes later ... I'm home. What joy in the faces of my wife opened the door, he sees my tears ... mourning for the long-awaited return. Home at last! Salvo.
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