work hard, sometimes does not even remember why. It's a constant challenge with yourself and with others, and how you feel almost at the end of the tunnel is always something that you check back into play at the last minute and does not make you take a breath. Then Captain those occasions, small satisfactions that only you and your stomach can understand.
Today I go out and make eye contact with a guy near a van. He is approaching:
- Bartolo Ansaldi? The
I nodded and he came up with a pen and a piece of paper.
- makes me an autograph?
- He recognized me, huh?
He looks at me without replying, only with an embarrassed smile.
returned the pen and he gives me the package I was waiting for.
PS: Yes, yes, it was a courier. I was excited about the package ...
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