I leave the train station Naples. Start the theater.
From first, I have to pull up all I can to the wall, toes and high heels on, a motor-tricycle because not only oncoming, but has also invaded the tiny sidewalk where I was. Addition, Neapolitan rogues, versed in the performing arts, know how to lead the viewer to the collective catharsis and you do happen to you, pillín poor apprentice, by inappropriate and uncivil in the eyes of all.
Like a movie Berlanga they were, choral scenes are happening.
Neapolitan Rogues, versed in the performing arts, know how to lead the viewer to the collective catharsis
No lack the typical lady leaning over the balcony decked that, a voz and grito, following is based on decibels to not know who, what, where or when.
The stray dogs seem to laugh at the passing of comic episodes.
The, simply, are happy to live here.
The World Upside Down, and they know. The Neapolitans are great actors and great operistas: when they speak all at once check as, underneath all that racket verbal, minimum bases underlying harmony and song. No wonder! Not far from Naples, and near Pompeii, was an ancient Greek city: Elea. From there they will come, in part, taste for tragedy; good, might be better to say, tragicomedy. A tragicomedy, at home in the Spanish, have managed to adopt your philosophy of life.
The stray dogs seem to laugh at the passing of comic episodes. The, simply, are happy to live here
Knowing what happened to Achilles while chasing the turtle (that by successive divisions of space between them can never reach), our cousins ??Neapolitan settle for what you can enjoy fishing now, not trusting to upcoming retirements.
