My Shadow Is Yours by Edoardo Nesi

Author:Edoardo Nesi [Nesi, Edoardo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Other Press
Published: 2023-09-12T00:00:00+00:00

Onward! Onward!

WE WENT BACK out to walk along the porticoes and he started asking me how long I could go on not telling him about all the hype and hoo-ha that was rising up around him, and that people were going on television to say they were expecting a ray of light and hope from him.

He was advancing in front of me with long strides, and every now and again greeted those who stopped to look at him as he passed by, straight as a spindle and with so much momentum that it must have made everyone believe the idea of stopping him was impossible, because no one even tried to.

“Ciao! Ciao!” the smiling Vezzosi called out to those perfect strangers, but also “Ehi! Ehila!: How’s it goin’? How are ya?” and the perfect strangers seemed like they weren’t so much impressed by his newfound popularity as they were sincerely glad to see him.

From the way they smiled when he greeted them, it seemed that they had suddenly run into an old friend in a hurry, and since many of them were up there in years the work of the Archangel’s war machine couldn’t have had much influence on the affection that I felt radiating from those people. They were his readers, both men and women, and they wished him well.

I shrugged. I had no idea where we were either, and since we didn’t know where we had left the Jeep, not even Google could help us all that much, but after a while, Vezzosi remembered having seen a wall with the clash written on it, and from there he somehow managed to reorient himself, and two minutes later we were at the Jeep, which we found decorated with a lovely parking ticket that, for lack of other places to put it, the traffic cop had left on the driver’s seat, in clear sight. Vezzosi put on his glasses and studied it carefully.

“Here it says we entered a no-traffic zone without permission and that we parked in a space reserved for residents, and okay, we knew that…” But then, “No, Zapata, this is crazy…It says you can’t drive without a windshield, without doors, and without seat belts…”

He scrunched it up and threw it away.

“How can that be possible? If I don’t hurt or damage someone else, I can do whatever I want, can’t I? What the fuck do they want from me? If I want to drive my car without a windshield, then that’s what I do, goddam it! Where are we, in a dictatorship? What the hell happened to personal freedom?”

He rummaged in his jacket pockets.

“We’ve got to reaffirm it, Zapata. Let’s do some drugs!”

“What, right here, out in the open? Everyone will see us…”

“So what?”

We got in the Jeep, and pulled out the Kodak plastic tube and the Diners Club card. He gestured that I should hold out the CD jewel case, and started pouring the cocaine and cutting it into lines. He got six lines out of it, short and not very wide, but still, there were six of them.

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