Three-Card Monte (2014)
“While in the sky the orange was just starting its ephemeral conquest of blue, somewhere further down Massimo was returning to Pineta after a day by the sea that had, objectively speaking, been thrown away.
Firstly, the sea was still too cold to bathe in. Secondly, given that it had rained during the previous few days, the sand was still too wet to have the right texture when it settled, all warm and compact, around the curves and corners of your retired accountant’s physique, which meant that the idea of having a nap had turned out to be a not very inviting one.
Thirdly, taking a book of short stories to the sea had not been a wise choice. Not that they were bad. On the contrary, one or two of them were really brilliant. The fact was, it was hard for Massimo to like short stories. The constant change of atmosphere didn’t involve him, or help him to identify, or even to imagine the faces of the characters. In short, they didn’t produce the effect of isolation from reality that ...he looked for in a book.MoreLess
Firstly, the sea was still too cold to bathe in. Secondly, given that it had rained during the previous few days, the sand was still too wet to have the right texture when it settled, all warm and compact, around the curves and corners of your retired accountant’s physique, which meant that the idea of having a nap had turned out to be a not very inviting one.
Thirdly, taking a book of short stories to the sea had not been a wise choice. Not that they were bad. On the contrary, one or two of them were really brilliant. The fact was, it was hard for Massimo to like short stories. The constant change of atmosphere didn’t involve him, or help him to identify, or even to imagine the faces of the characters. In short, they didn’t produce the effect of isolation from reality that ...he looked for in a book.MoreLess
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