Tuesday 21 August 2012

I Feel Wood

His hands are made of oak.
His eyes run faster than mountain brooks.
He was born in the woods among blackberry bushes and cyclamen flowers.
Who I'm talking about?
Sandrino Fani, my Fire Old Master, the last charcoal burner of Upper Lazio.
He really taught me everything about Fire and I'm one of his most devoted pupils.
Well, it's the Village Festival Week in Acquapendente, so my Fire Old Master will be there to tell everybody his incredible stories on charcoal burners, lumberjacks, wolves and fairies.
I've decided to be present in my own may because it's...
I beg your pardon? Are you asking me if I'm able to build a fire?
Hubba hubba! Not even with a fire thrower!

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