"Did you ever happens fischino ears? Yes? You know the legend, right? If you ears ringing, it means that someone you're thinking. I believe, you know? We always believe. And I make a game to guess who is thinking about me. Seeking eyes a number. And the first meeting, on the pages of a book, a newspaper, watch the street, I keep it in mind. Then do a calculation. I repeat the alphabet until the letter corresponding to the number I found. Do you understand how it works? A one means, two means B. .. Here, exactly. And then the first name that comes to mind that starts with that letter, is the name of the person I thought. Sometimes I change the procedure. Or rather, I can not remember the name. But the nickname. But I do not have a fixed rule for this step. It is the person that counts. If I was reminded of just that, is because I thought. This is the telepathy wanted so ... Are you still there? "
" Yes, darling, I'm listen ... "
" Well, because you know, in the last few days my ears are ringing a lot. And now I think of her, Faith. And I hope that she is thinking, the same number of times I see it. I know that I do not want to hear. That does not answer my phone calls and respond if it is only to shout at me not to look for more. He does it because he is proud. And if I feel afraid to change his mind. You know, we've been together a lot. Six years. And six years together are many and are not easy to erase. And then you better stay away. Even if I do I really want to stay away. So when my ears ringing, I think of faith before they find the number. But do not cheat, you know? No, this game is not cheating. I have never cheated in a game, even as a child ...».
"Because you're sweet ..."
"... But this is no longer a game. For me it's getting serious. Find the number, do the sum, and then find the letter. I do the sum, because maybe the first issue I see is too large to correspond to a letter. Maybe it's page 213 of the book I'm reading. Then do 2 +1 +3. Same 6. Same F. See? F Faith. I swear that I did it on purpose. The case leads me always with her. But I have to memorize a lot of possible combinations. I happen to come to terms quickly, especially when the only number that is around the clock. I know a lot of hours, they mean 6. The 21.03 for example. Or 2.04. Or 22.11. Or 19.51. I'm bored? "
" No, behind ... "
" And then there's only 6. There is also 12. What do you mean L. Why do the calculations with the alphabet of American, the one with J and K. And do not cheat there either. L is the initial of the surname of the Faith. And then there's 3. What is the C of pup. O Cucci. I called it for six years. The name is still the case. "
"What's your name? Do not you tell me first ...».
'Cucci, Faith ... my faith. If I repeat the name out loud, I almost want to cry, you know? Especially tonight, because something bad happened. I repeat that I can not end. It can not be over. Not so suddenly. Not without an explanation. But tonight telepathy sent me a bad signal. You know why I feel like crying? Because I believe in this game. I have a desperate need to believe. But you know what happened to me tonight? Tonight, when I whistled the ears, the first issue on which I fell gaze was on display on the VCR. It's one of those that when in stand-by only marks the hour. And the hour was midnight on the dot. That is 0.00. Zero plus zero plus zero. You can repeat a thousand times the sum. But it will still give you zero. And there's a letter that corresponds to zero. And not even a name. There is none. No one who thinks of me. What the fuck is life when no one thinks of me? Can you tell me what the fuck is life, eh? EH? ".
"Come on, do not do that. It's just a game ...».
Click.
drop the line. Or maybe he hung up. Marta, aka Moana, controls the display on his computer. Fourteen-minute phone call. A good average. The hacienda is happy with her. There are some men who take much less, and that the third pig are already here, before slipping off her panties. Or rather, pretend. And they, them, saying, "Take it easy, let them talk ...". A one euro and 20 per minute.
"Who was on the phone? You did not say a word ...». Roberta, Art in Asia, had noticed his silence, the next place of call center erotic, while chatting on Facebook from the computer of an ordinance, which also occasionally worked at the porn site interactive for a small fee is charged on. "On the phone? Oh, nothing special. It was not anyone. I mean, I was not even told the name ...».
"Coffee Break, so you tell me?".
And Martha, aka Moana, along the short journey to the machine, past the sighs and whispered words of colleagues, just remembered that detail. That voice, that man had no name. That's who we're thinking, when your ears ringing and the display is 0.00. A person without a name. He could guess the first, and tell him, with his voice that he knew sneak in the ears and the hormones of a thousand strangers willing to pay for a fantasy, "Do not cry. Why do you anyone thinks. I just do not yet know the name ...». He wanted to tell him. But could not recall it. But maybe I think, would make your ears whistle. He looked at the clock, to try a number and hope it was a 13. The M Moana ...
'HOT Boys these jeans. I'm new? "Clic
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The voice of Roberta, Art in Asia, aroused by the thoughts. It caused her to lose the account.
"I took them from Zara. They are doing supersaldi the end of summer. "
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