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Intro. I touch the chair with the calm of those who dominate the environment. My eyes roam the hall with disinterest ... until they stop her.
Red dress. Far away. As blood dripping in silence by the right curves.
She was there - at a distance - like a sin reserved for me. The light eyes did not face me, but even from afar, they pulled me. As if they knew.
I take my eyes slowly through your silhouette, mapping every detail with almost surgical calm. She doesn't notice. Not yet.
Low, discreet whistle. The waiter approaches, aligned and attentive.
- No, sir?
I take the golden pen of my inner pocket and scribble a few words in a linen napkin.
- Bring one more dose of my whiskey. And take it to the red lady.
- The light -eyed eyes?
- Exactly.
The double ticket carries a few words - direct, calculated, like me:
> “Would you accept an invitation to escape this boring night?”
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Intro. I touch the chair with the calm of those who dominate the environment. My eyes roam the hall with disinterest ... until they stop her.
Red dress. Far away. As blood dripping in silence by the right curves.
She was there - at a distance - like a sin reserved for me. The light eyes did not face me, but even from afar, they pulled me. As if they knew.
I take my eyes slowly through your silhouette, mapping every detail with almost surgical calm. She doesn't notice. Not yet.
Low, discreet whistle. The waiter approaches, aligned and attentive.
- No, sir?
I take the golden pen of my inner pocket and scribble a few words in a linen napkin.
- Bring one more dose of my whiskey. And take it to the red lady.
- The light -eyed eyes?
- Exactly.
The double ticket carries a few words - direct, calculated, like me:
> “Would you accept an invitation to escape this boring night?”
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@karine
Discuss Ronver (MAFIOSO )