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Sep. 8th, 2007 11:50 am




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From where I sit in this bistro, the Torre Civica is clearly visible; the high bell in its tower sullen tones sounds six bells. I am attempting to enjoy an espresso, but the sudden travel to Modena has still left my stomach upset and my head aching. (Like a few rare individuals, I am highly sensitive to changes in local magnetic fields. Yes, O Fortuna, I am a traveller who finds travel uncomfortable.) Civic workers are already disassembling the television where we viewed the funeral. The Duomo only had seats for 800 persons, and I was not on the list; nevertheless, it was acceptable to me to be in the mighty crowd and watching the images.
I am here at I___'s invite, otherwise I would have given this a miss. The way he squeezed my arm when the jets of the Frecce Tricolori flew overhead to paint the sky in the colors of the Italian flag only exacerbated my headache, but I smiled because he was thrilled and I was happy that he enjoyed his thrill. I think I___ thought I would enjoy this experience more, but I think he does not fully ken that funerals, as a rule, are not occassions for happiness.
I had never known the man who was laid down, today. While I had had ample opportunities to see his performances, something or other had always come up. I was musing that I had actually been in Mexico when his last tour was cancelled, it would have taken little effort to see it. I further mused that I was there with Reverend M___, who I had just toured with the week before. I suppose as one gets older, one sees more connections with more things. I am reminded how the hate of a moment can haunt one for a lifetime.
The sound of laughter gathers my attention; I___ is already attempting familiarities with our waitress. He is all too familiar with my capricious passion and has already given up on seeing the moonlight on my bedsheets. Did he bring me here only with the idea to seduce me? Perhaps he thought that seeing death so close might rekindle my passion for life. Or perhaps he had the means and opportunity to do a kindness for me. For that reason, I will choose to be grateful. While I___ wants for nothing, it was an inconvenience for him to bring me here, and it is true that events like this happen once in a lifetime. I think now I will set my pen down, and invite I___ to come with me to see the St. Augstine Square before the light fails us.