Thorwyn
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90 year old Luigi is sitting on the balcony of his house with his friend Guiseppe.
"Guiseppe, you see that road there? I´ve build it with my own hands, I know every stone and every angle. But do you think that people are saying: Luigi, the guy who build the road? No way.
And Guiseppe, you see the school over there? I´ve build it with my own hands, I know each and every brick. But do you think that people are saying: Luigi, the guy who build the school? No!
And the docks on the other side of the village. I´ve build them with my own hands. I know each and every goddamn stone and all the angles. But do you think people are saying: Luigi, the guy who build the dock? No."
He grabs his cup of tea and takes a sip, his eyes are wandering into the distance.
"...but get caught with a sheep once...."
"Guiseppe, you see that road there? I´ve build it with my own hands, I know every stone and every angle. But do you think that people are saying: Luigi, the guy who build the road? No way.
And Guiseppe, you see the school over there? I´ve build it with my own hands, I know each and every brick. But do you think that people are saying: Luigi, the guy who build the school? No!
And the docks on the other side of the village. I´ve build them with my own hands. I know each and every goddamn stone and all the angles. But do you think people are saying: Luigi, the guy who build the dock? No."
He grabs his cup of tea and takes a sip, his eyes are wandering into the distance.
"...but get caught with a sheep once...."