: Szöll?sy Ervin
: I'm safe
: novum publishing
: 9781642684681
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: CHF 14.30
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: Erzählende Literatur
: English
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Look behind my mask! There live my foster parents, to whom my doctor father had me sent when I was an infant, because he was distracted by my baby writing in his academic work. Then you can hear the cry, 'God, save me from my relatives, I can deal with my enemies myself. You can find my socialization among the tenement Roma and in inventory there are 4 degrees, 3 children, 1 grandchild, 3 evictions,11 fractures (6 bone, 5 psychological). I left the traces of an adventurous life in Palermo and a quarter of a century of Italian work. You can see the pain of Christmases spent alone for decades, and I no longer have the love gene in me, replaced by a hatred that has become a character. All of this has caused such a change in my eyes (in the mirror of my soul) that going without glasses is not recommended.

- Now I'm telling you to relax...

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- Yes, business is picking up. Since business was not conducted in Father and Babushka's territory, trade was booming. I delivered the foie gras to Fiorini, I brought the French champagne from Roberto for the Hungarian snobs. Colour TVs, computers, etc. started to go into my children's separate rooms.

- It must have been tiring...

- It was, but working under a stupid boss for minimum wage is tiring. Then came the big talk.

- Well, maybe the thunderstorm has struck again?

- No, on the contrary: the Italians challenged me and asked me to bring out a simultaneous interpreter, which I did in the person of a girl with a degree in philosophy.

- Did you fuck her?

- No. Then they said that just as you can't build an economy by having Poles selling towels at the market, you can't have foie gras on the menu of arestaurant with an uncertain background that is questionable from a food safety point of view.

- It just seems to have been terminated.

- Then you would not have had to bring an interpreter, because you would have had to show your right middle finger. There were a number of people there, including an elderly gentleman who turned out to be Prince E. von Fürstenfeld, who had some capital... I was asked to build a goose slaughterhouse in Hungary, which would supply their restaurants in a completely regular way, and the breasts and thighs would be exported to the common market.

- Wasn't that a big mouthful for you?

- You see, we had a team of architects who were building a church in the Czech Republic at the time, for example, we had a very skilled mechanical engineer, a mechanical engineer, and I was the technology engineer, who had to coordinate the whole team and keep roughly to the deadlines. Of course they gave me a regular contract of employment, with a monthly salary. Obviously, it cannot be summed up in a sentence, but the slaughterhouse was completed with a little delay (thanks to the authorities), I was canonised by the Italians on the Mount of Olives, their restaurants were delivered to, and my children's rooms were filled with entertainment electronics - the latest!

- I suppose the idyll was soon over, as the great work was finished.

- It took another year, because we had to build plants in Udine and Palmanova, but it was very much under my operational control, I didn't need to be active all the time, but the money came in