Fablog

A day, an young but old man went to his tutor saying that he would like to complete the stage. He told him that time is running out and, to preserve the evenience of premature blown-up, he told “do it, now… please”.

A day…

Two days…

A month…

Many months…

Since any answer is now missing today, the brave, young, old, and whatever else can be merged with the shape of this boy, was having a very impulsive face to face with the whole organic (not chemistry, not!) diagram of the … the … campus? No… Place? Neither… Thing? Nope… Building, yes building acts perfect!

Questa non è l’università di Genova, dudes… E stramaledetto Google che mi da più conferme di una talpa nei servizi segreti…