Naan ithai soliyathum aval vazhithaaal ennai kathal udan paarthaal, avalai naan paarvaiyaale mayakinen. Sari yaravathu paarthu vida pogiraargal naan v...etirku selgiren endraal, sari sari nee veetirku poo aanal enaku call seiya maranthu vidathe endru sonen. Neha sirithukonde sendraal, andru iravu 11 maniku call vanthathul.Appozhuth naan saraku adithuvitu urangikondu irunthen, 11 mani varai call varum endru kaathu irunthen. Aanal thungalam endru padum pozhuthu aval call seithaal, naan call eduthu. She returned it to the drawer and pulled out a pretty blue one that was more suitable for wearing in my living room."Anything else you need? Makeup? Books for school? Bathroom stuff? Do you wear underwear or shoes?"She giggled, said "Oops" and smiled. She got in gear and got a few more things. I held the suitcase closed so she could fasten it.Bozo was in the front room when we went out. "Come on, Boy. You can come, too."We went out to the car. Damn, I forgot about Sara. She was in the front. I actually learned a lot about blasting during those two days. I took the opportunity to talk to him about the small pipes, and the possibility of using them as grenades. He looked thoughtful when I brought the subject up and said he thought they could be easily used in that manner.I explained that I was thinking there had to be enough blasting powder in the pipe to blow the pipe apart, but that the rest of the pipe needed to be filled with shotgun shot. With the right mix of shot and powder. «Boh, neanche mi ricordo più, però non ero venuto qua sotto per farmi una sega, le riviste le ho scoperte l’altra settimana, volevo solo guardarle… poi sì, mi sa che dopo sarei andato al cesso a segarmi…».«Al cesso?... ma meglio di qua? Non hai visto che bell’angolino che si è creato papà? Mica viene qua sotto solo per lavorare e per il fresco, sai? E allora l’inverno?... Cosa credi che si trattiene a fare quando è tardi e non si sentono più rumori e ancora non sale?».«Cosa? Ma che dici? Anche.