OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 26: APOCALYSE, NOW!...

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No 26: APOCALYPSE, NOW!... (...This is the end, my only friend, the end...)............. I peek thru the Venetian blinds.... I KNOW they're VENETIAN cos I bought 'em from a guy from Venice........ (Once more).... I peek thru the Venetian blinds.... PIACENZA (Italy)...... I'm in the HOTEL DAVE... (€35 per nite), via Campagna...... Outside?.... LUIGI; munching down on pasta, salami, coppa, insalata; getting stronger; sucking down good vino, getting satiated....... Me?.... Just me & and a bottle of "Jack"....getting thinner, getting weaker................................. I really needed a "mission"....or some Gal with big bazookas............ (A knock at the door/door bell thing)...... It's the Utility guy... He's here to cut off the Gas...... "What are the charges?" -I ask. ...... In Italian, he replies: "Don't be a wise-guy, Dave. Open your frickin mail!"... ...adding; "Sure hope U like Salad...."...... "Salad?" I ask.... "Yo big-boy." he replies.... "It's a dish outta Napoli. Frickin cold. dude!".............. (...This is the end, my only friend, the End....).............. .................c 2012, June/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO -with NO Gas/Piacenza/Italy.