DEAR BODY TABS time I know he does not give signs of life, but they look for apartments in Genoa is crazy. Two weeks I've been sleeping in a shelter, on top of a mountain, touch. Good thing Henry has helped me a bit the first four days, but in the end has come for legs. Oh, body ... Too bad I passed! After to see several rooms in square meters, without windows, or simply the shit food, we found a nice apartment. We opened the door two very nice Italian guys who taught us all very politely. The house was large, clean, and not lacking anything. Henry and I watched with a face of "where to sign." But that would have been too easy. While we did see the kitchen, a room out an older guy and rushed into the street without saying hello or anything. To me it seemed a bit strange and I did not have good bone, in fact I mentioned it to Henry for a moment, in English, so that others do not understand me, but he was blinded by cleaning the house and the desire he had to leave Genoa leaving me with an apartment in which to live. And no, we say goodbye to the boys with the typical phrase "we will look at other stories, but tonight we call you with anything" (in Italian, of course). When we go out, to our surprise was waiting for the old guy who ran off without saying goodbye. We stopped and, then, went to Henry. I am not aware of anything because the Italian still do not get it all and the car noise was deafening. But all this did not stop me note that the guy was missing some teeth and the nose was heading for a coup. That and the face Henry while talking to him telling me that I should not stay in that room. He ended the conversation and the gentleman was polite.
-Enrique, what did he say?
"Come in here that are whores.
- Hookers?
-Putas. He told me that they need someone to go out on weekends because the door is not closed.
So ... We left leg. We understood that children engaged in prostitution in the house and toothless uncle was her madam. Then I thought: well, with the face that is Italy and the little money they give to Erasmus, as I pulled out some bitches making of "companion" ... But no, for that you need to be shaved and I'm allergic to the wax.
This has been one of the episodes, body, dear. Now I have flat, yes, I found a very cute but not games, and I share a room with a Genoese of eighteen years or study or work, spends day and night engaged in on-line games, and when not, is enclosed with a bride who has to hate it, forcing me to stay in the kitchen. Sometimes I get to drink wine and talk with the appliances. It's sad, but it helps me hang out ...
body, come see me, I suiplico!
NUSI Blas ... In the body before meeting
Y así las cosas , vamos a ver los matices que agarra el bisne electoral. Mientras, a darle a la chinga, que ya viene la fiesta de mis pekes y no quiero acabar pidiendo limosna. Chido. 
