Heroine With Biggest Boobs

The old man with his hands behind his back. Episode 1

A beautiful blue sky stretches over the buildings intersecting filaments of clouds in the middle of the lumps of antennas, swarming ten, twenty, even thirty arms of receipt. Down, down, the deafening noise of jackhammers rattle the windows is up to the eighth floor, and there is only a slight ticking of magnitude 2.5.

E 'that the call that awakens the primordial animal bored, hiccups excavatum finally collect the last but not the protagonist, the ever-present supervisor of the work in progress: the old man with his hands behind his back. After the surveyor, the worker and the crane driver of the bulldozer, just missing him.

Elder of the third floor, in fact, been waiting for a house under construction, waiting for him at least six months. A few weeks ago he had to venture out in close quarters, with all the dangers of the case, crosswalks, children with the ball, angry motorists, and only for a look at the trivial replacement of a manhole. All lasted less than ten minutes.

Now, however, the precise moment when he heard loud and clear the outbreak of the pneumatic hammer, his eyes shine with new light. Jumps up from his chair in which stagnated dimly lit by a tiny television and second-hand quicker than a cat takes off down the stairs, in the form of an athlete most of the old East Germany. In steps two and three steps at a time, discarding the elevator as if it were an obstacle, more than ever curious about the genre, duration, complexity of work, the old man with his hands behind his back already foretaste of the caliber of work. It could be the great rupture of a gas pipe or a more common maintenance water pipes, maybe installing a new traffic light or, but it would be too, a nice yard that re-paving the road, one of those sites that will last months, maybe even years.

With these thoughts in my head, now at the threshold of the last landing before the door, the old slow, finally leans forward in the posture typical clamshell and takes the attitude of an ordinance, sad, bored, joining candidly his hands behind his back. And this is how that came to the scene. Continued ...

paradox, hyperbole, contradictions.