New Venice
... "Happiness is independent of heaven, earth, and the storms of destiny," said in his signing message, one that you I do not know and whose address is "geproust@libertyfree.fr. This reader (this reader? ...) Sent me the story of a story he says he lived and that I convey to you as it is for you to do your idea yourself:
"I was these days This in Venice, "said IM representative souvenir, because I travel constantly in Europe with my hardware store. That day, as usual, I visited a number of traders and had to solicit the new owner of a small shop that just opened at the corner of Calle Verrocchio and Piazza San Giovano e Paolo face church of the same name. It is a place quite remote, little visited by tourists and, walking through the maze of Venetian streets, I wondered why the shop was well have decided to open in the corner. It was a tiny shop, all in length, two meters wide at most four deep, quite dapper: bright colors, mirrors, shelves colorful, sunny, very visible from space and which, if a tourist were to pass, would fail to attract his curiosity. The owner was selling souvenirs enough originals very different from the usual knickknacks; she conceived itself from details noted on several Venetian monuments. His idea was a piece complementing the other, sell in the form of small disparate objects-pins, medallions, medals, rings, pads, magnets ... - sets complétmentaires which allowed the meeting to make a puzzle of the city. It was a beautiful woman of forty years, face a perfect oval, bright green eyes, with black hair, his whole being was just a charming radiation: I confess to having envied the man to whom she was surrender. She told me it was one of my major clients in the Calle Larga 22 Marzo who had given him my details to him stating that the company I worked for certainly willing to make the objects, even if it was only small series. I could not refuse much to this man too, although skeptical, I agreed with her to study business opportunities. Moreover, although no illusions about my abilities and my seductive charm, I must confess that the idea of spending an hour or two with her was not displease me. We worked for a while. Finally, I him drafted a proposal for a quote she agreed without discussion. I have therefore asked to complete an order form for a first batch of several hundred pieces ...
You're probably wondering why I'm telling you all this? It appears very far from your current concerns ... I will get it ... The name indicated on the order was Zita Avarescu! "I confess, at the time, not having made the connection that is by thinking of her in the train that brought me back to Paris, I made the link with your old friend. Do you think this may be the same woman or that is only a namesake? ...
Good question that, unless you go to Venice myself, which is not in my immediate prospects, I can not answer. In any case, "se non e vero e trovato well ..." and, even if it is a further snub of fate, the idea that a broken link may well be returned not to displease me: nothing , ever, would be over!
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