Not everyone knows that Speck loves clothing and military surplus. A passion born of necessity when he was young and had little money to spend, has become a passion and now look carefully pants, shirts and accessories on the banquet of the fair of Senigallia. And not only there. During one of our
raids in Germany we went to our favorite junk shop and there Speck has a little bag addocchiato military LEDEROL (synthetic leather produced in the GDR) hanging outside the store. thought it was the only one available and it thus rushed to buy it even though it had space in your suitcase (Doughnut tenergliela supply has run until the next trip). But in fact, was one of many little bag, stacked in a corner of the store.
short, Speck is to acquire and rely on my sister.
few weeks after the latter tells us that the bag is finished in the cellar of Brötchen, who could not bear the smell of mold emanating.
MOULDS ??!!!?
In reality it is a preservative used for all military equipment. As Speck keeps his souvenirs a bit over the house, is an odor that we know well and we do not even notice, at least until now. Why
little bag when we finally landed in Milan and entered our house, we realize that Brötchen was right stink so much. It 's the usual smell of preservative, but multiplied to the nth degree. Takes your breath away.
Speck look weak but it is too obvious to deny. So the exiles in the box. For about a month every time we came we had to take the car hit by a terrible stench.
Then, as the season was cold and he felt a little pain has moved to the attic for another month. Even that is served, and now has run for several weeks Speck decided to take her home. I noticed one day, returning from work. And in fact she was there, lurking behind the door. I prayed Speck to put it somewhere where it could harm so sad and melancholy, put it on the balcony.
refuses to wash, but is convinced that the sun helps to eliminate odor, so the move from one balcony to another every day. Every now and then tests the level of stink hiding in the closet or somewhere else to see if I become aware of his presence. I am afraid of ambushes Borsini Puzzona.
In contrast to Lena like. Yesterday morning, during one of its exits to the balcony we caught trying to get in, probably just attracted by the smell. I wonder if that could hurt the preservative.
However, the Borsini has become a character, to the point that he wrote an autobiography, which carry an abstract. At the time the author is considering offers from some major publishers interested in publishing.
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| The Borsini with her friend Pratktica |
I'm a little bag was born somewhere in the DDR, and immediately after my Birth of the NVA put into a deposit with the promise that one day I could serve my country with pride. Things have not gone well.
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| The Borsini during ' heliotherapy daily |
After 1989, because of some rowdy who had tired of the holidays on the Black Sea or Norsdee and wanted go instead to Rimini, things have changed, now you know all this.
I found myself in a hostel in Berlin is run by two nice gentlemen Antik Herr and Herr Troedel, say that he was not so bad, although to be retired and have never started to work can also be humiliating. Anyway I was bored and let us say that the time (weather) was not great for my closures. BUT ....... in short, a beautiful July day a gentleman who enter hospice barely utter a word of German, but you could see a person who was clean-cut and well-educated and mostly well-dressed, in short After speaking with Herr Troedel here that I took away with him.
Together I made the trip a friend of mine that I knew them hospice, a nice lady called Praktica Dresden.
now live in a town south of Europe, famous for fashion and for the rulers thieves.
E 'in February and already the sun warms me all the buckles. perhaps we will also make a trip to Greece, in short, as second life is not bad.
single fact, there are racists who are here say they stink and would make me day and night on the balcony, I will not complain, and to prove it will also send two photos of us who have tanned.
Greetings
The Borsini of DDR "
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