Since I moved to the Netherlands I developed a theory: the autochtones have a lack of self-esteem and they react to this showing how secure and proud of their country they are and how great and beautiful it is.
Since I became an emigrant, I’ve been often asked where I’m from. I come from Italy, is my answer. Yes, but from where? I totter. From the North. From the mountains. Then I keep talking and I say that I’m from a small village and no, there’s no chance you’ve heard about it before. It […]
He was a chubby kid. He wasn’t pretty but with one of those faces with regular features and intense eyes that will always let him find a girlfriend. I would look at him even with please if he wouldn’t have had his ass nailed on the bench. It’s dark, it’s cold and I’m eager to go […]
Do you know the feeling when you think there’s something wrong with you but you’re actually convinced that the problem is the other person?This is what I felt the first time I experienced the Dutch way of making love. Same story the second time, the third… and pretty much all the other occasions I got the chance to […]