Spa\u021biul, care ar fi trebuit s\u0103 fie paradisul meu pentru c\u00e2teva zile, era, de fapt, o cas\u0103 de \u021bar\u0103 – f\u0103r\u0103 etaj ori alte modernit\u0103\u021bi de construc\u021bie. \u00cen fa\u021b\u0103, murmura o bolt\u0103 joas\u0103, cu schelet de lemn, sub care tr\u0103geam seara, pentru odihn\u0103. La o mas\u0103, \u00eenspre drum, luam pr\u00e2nzul. Acel b\u0103rbat, care era st\u0103p\u00e2nul casei \u0219i gazda noastr\u0103, avea cam \u0219aizeci de ani. Era corpolent \u0219i volubil, chiar se credea spiritual. A rostit o vorb\u0103 care a \u00eentors pe dos o expresie uzual\u0103. Ne a\u0219ezasem (toat\u0103 echipa) s\u0103 m\u00e2nc\u0103m \u0219i ne uram \u201ePoft\u0103 bun\u0103!\u201d. El, care ap\u0103rea ca din v\u0103zduh, a intervenit: \u201eSe spune M\u00e2ncare bun\u0103 la poft\u0103!\u201d. Vorbele acestea mi-au r\u0103mas \u00eentip\u0103rite \u00een minte, dar f\u0103r\u0103 vreun efect pozitiv. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Spa\u021biul, care ar fi trebuit s\u0103 fie paradisul meu pentru c\u00e2teva zile, era, de fapt, o cas\u0103 de \u021bar\u0103 – f\u0103r\u0103 etaj ori alte modernit\u0103\u021bi de construc\u021bie. \u00cen fa\u021b\u0103, murmura o bolt\u0103 joas\u0103, cu schelet de lemn, sub care tr\u0103geam seara, pentru odihn\u0103. La o mas\u0103, \u00eenspre drum, luam pr\u00e2nzul. Acel b\u0103rbat, care era st\u0103p\u00e2nul … Continu\u0103 lectura La Ol\u0103ne\u0219ti (Anii optzeci)<\/span>