Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... Bianco-Nero! One to 3!...

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix...Bianco-Nero! One to 3!....


*dedicato, Mizz Carol Aniello.



1.... Reflective GLARE.

Planning to go hang out at Foggia-by/the/Sea tomorrow. It-s 2 kliks from Sciacca, in Sicily. U can hop a bus, Buck 50, lands U right on the reef sheltered beach....Winds expected to be Moderate so U don't spend your Beach time chasing your Beach PARASOL-thingy all across the benevolent shore IN SEETHING RAGE, interrupting the All Hallowed Beach Volley-ball, Belladonna's lying askew ON BAKE tan or getting sand in your Pannini, Sunscreen or BREWSKIES!.... THE HORROR!!!!

FOGGIA-by-the-Sea, a Siciliano Segreto, a Secret. ALL seasons, a Fellini-Germi film set. Its mostly deserted, a cove. Hum-drum Apartmenti. Couple of Bars. Not much. NO territorial Beach CAMP, Parasol Territory, 15 bucks a pop! Nope! Bring your OWN Brolly, towel, screaming kids, brewskies. And if the ESTATE, the Summer gets too frazzled, cool off at the Beach Bar. Wholesome Rock n Roll played there, by request. Mention my name. U may get landed with my last 20 Buck Tab!...

2.....SERENA!....Heavy Metal Song!

O Sweet Serena, U R the BLACKOUT of my Love! I canny remember when my nose bleeds have BEEN so bad! Is it your Life, is it MY Life, Sweet Serena, U hold the Knife!
O Sweet Serena, its Positive my Heart is still Young! My Kiss! Your Kiss! And panting!!!!….tra-la-la...will ravage my SOUL, methinks.
O Sweet Serena, some Idiot turns on his Cellphone, the THREAD is cut! JEEZE! I-m a severed Umbilical in your washed out Bloodstream!
This is SERIOUS, folks!
Later...I get handcuffed, convicted of slaying....with a beer glass....TWO MILLENIALS!....

I write this from my lonely prison cell. Managed to carve a Crucifix in the wall with my left thumb nail.

3.....The Sand ...and the Dunes.

Strange days....have found Us. After an early Splish-splash in Foggia-by-the-Sea, on the beach I fell asleep, sun blessed. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I was spontaneously....mind AND erection...awoken by my Penal Orgasm! Whoopee-doo! Some 16 year old German tourist horny gal decided to forgo a female deodorant bottle and gamble on the real THANG. Truth be told, it was better...I WAS sleeping...better than an Alarm Clock, the sky was blue, she smiled, and her kinfolk were further along the sand and dunes, Unknowing, amidst the Upright surf and the segreto dunes within which Life-s Unexpectancy….no babies crying!...is sometimes delivered!


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