strange place, Nassau. In the end I probably will conquer this island. In the end, probably, this one has been one of the most intense periods of my life (mind you, I did not say one of the best times). It will stay inside me forever. The life of the rest is made up of chemical reactions. Even what we call love is a pretty chaotic sequence of chemical reactions. Love is identified by the smell (Finardi docet). But the smells persist in our olfactory memories. Abasto happens to me often to go back in time by virtue of a specific scent. This is why I bought a perfume that I wore so many years ago, Kouros (by the way, here are half price perfumes!): Helps me to dream. Today, as I was lying on the beach to read Marguerite Yourcenar I felt the smell of the sun, this sun. I know that sounds strange, but true. I discovered that the sun gives it its smell like a flower, or hair of Camilla. And the sun of the Bahamas, the only strong and sweet at the same time, you do not burn, it really smells good. When you understand and are familiar with the smells of a place, you understand and know the place itself. Of course there are not only smells in Nassau, is sometimes also attacked by miasma, especially in down town, or in buses. But the sun, the sea, the flowers, those are really smell good. Yes, strange place Nassau. Its inhabitants are happy, calm, lazy. They always want to laugh, to dance. Do not leave their island for anything in the world. That's why there is a gemologist, here. None of the Bahamian bring himself to be absent from home for a few months, moving to California or Europe and then come back here. Those who venture never come back. Stop living in the United States, someone in London. But pochissimi.Gente are simple, but seemingly naive. Caucasians are here to work (we work massacre), and they continue to drink Kalik, smoking ganja, to bathe in the sea clothes (I swear). Yes, we do work for them. They are content with what they have: Yesterday I spoke with my job, which on Monday was suspended without pay for one week following a discussion with my assistant. I was not there, I had taken a day off, nor would have it the other orders have avenged the performance of this contract (was selling really) referred to a delay of ten minutes. They waited for were not there because I know that I would not have acted against her (what's the best punishment?) And they made it to suspend. Well I spoke with her and I said something that made me think: I am concerned that the suspension also provides for the deprivation from the salary, and she said: I do not have the money I do not need the money. And other reasons in much the same way. They take life for what it offers. Do not ask for much. Above all, they want to sit in their island.
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