4\/3\/18 <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I am bit Mata Hari, I’m struck by the different, the exotic… and I try to be part of it – well not with the brahmanical dances. But I have in common with her, that although we do not come from an oriental paradise, we adore gaudy things. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
While my bike was being fixed, I went to “Grand Caf\u00e9 het Meestershuis”. The widespread assumption when I pierced the unseen gate, which is in the main entrance, is that I was trundling inside of “The Grand Budapest Hotel”, just missing to listen the song “Crazy” by the band “Gypsy y los gatos rumberos” on live. It would not have been bad either, a couple of French cabaret artists doing some kind of performance with with necklaces to the navel, feathers with black ribbon in the hair and fringed liners. At best, a group of businessman with tie and scarlet suspenders, reproducing a script of gangsters with ticked Italian acent and including Francis Ford Coppola himself with them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In this mafia environment, two policemen play “the bad\nand the good”. One of them said to me: <\/p>\n\n\n\n
“the term “femme fatale” turns me on” and the other repeat constantly without separating the lips and approaching to my ear the German word: vernissage. The guys tried to me testify about the revenue of a livestock of unicorns with diamond hooves and glitter tongues. I replied: I’m very sorry, but I do not have more coffee to fantasize about vintage crimes, I have to pick up my bike and pedal with twenty tins in my rucksack, which are mainly potato soup (aardappelsoep). But I will remember your Cuban cigars and their watches attached to the waist at the next cafe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tinc una mica de Mata Hari, em sorpr\u00e8n el diferent, l’ex\u00f2tic … i intente formar part d’aix\u00f2; b\u00e9, no amb danses brahmaniques. Per\u00f2 tinc en com\u00fa amb ella, que, encara que no provenim d’un parad\u00eds oriental, adorem lo estrident.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mentre la meua bicicleta estava sent arreglada, vaig anar al “Grand Caf\u00e9 het Meestershuis”. El sup\u00f2sit generalitzat quan vaig foradar el portal invisible, que est\u00e0 a l’entrada principal, i em vaig transportar a l’interior de “The Grand Budapest Hotel”, que nom\u00e9s faltava escoltar a la can\u00e7o “Crazy” de la banda “Gypsy y los gatos rumberos” en directe. Tampoc no hauria estat dolent, un parell d’artistes cabaret francesos amb fent algun tipus de performance amb collarets fins al melic, plomes amb una cinta negra al cabell i mugroneres amb serrells. En el millor dels casos, un grup d’empresaris amb corbata i tirants de color escarlata, reproduint un gui\u00f3 de mafiosos amb accentuat accent itali\u00e0 i incloent al mateix Francis Ford Coppola amb ells.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
En aquest entorn de la m\u00e0fia, dos policies juguen al ” el ro\u00edn i el b\u00f3”. Un d’ells em va dir:”el terme femme fatale em possa molt” i l’altre repeteix constantment sense separar els llavis i apropant-se a la meua orella la paraul\u00b7la alemanya: vernissage. Els homes van intentar-me testificar sobre els ingressos d’un bestiar d’unicorns amb pezu\u00f1as de diamants i lleng\u00fces brillants. Responc: ho sento molt, per\u00f2 no tinc m\u00e9s caf\u00e8 per fantasear sobre delictes d’\u00e8poca, he de recollir la meua bicicleta i pedalar amb vint lates en la meua motxilla, que s\u00f3n majoritariament de sopa de cre\u00eflla (aardappelsoep). Per\u00f2 recordar\u00e9 els vostres cigars cubans i els vostres rellotges adherits a la cintura al proper caf\u00e8.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Soy un poco de\nMata Hari, me sorprende lo diferente, lo ex\u00f3tico … e intento formar parte de\neso; bien, no con danzas brahm\u00e1nicas. Pero tengo en com\u00fan con ella, que, aunque\nno provenimos de un para\u00edso oriental, adoramos lo estridente.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mientras\narreglaban mi bicicleta, fui al “Grand Caf\u00e9 het Meestershuis”. El\nsupuesto generalizado cuando agujere\u00e9 el portal invisible, que est\u00e1 a la\nentrada principal, el mismo que me transport\u00f3 al interior de “The Grand\nBudapest Hotel”, que s\u00f3lo faltaba escuchar la canci\u00f3n “Crazy” de\nla banda “Gypsy y los gatos rumberos “en directo. Tampoco habr\u00eda\nestado mal, un par de artistas cabaret franceses haciendo alg\u00fan tipo de performance\ncon collares hasta ombligo, plumas con una cinta negra en el cabello y\npezoneras con flecos. En el mejor de los casos, un grupo de empresarios con\ncorbata y tirantes de color escarlata, reproduciendo un guion de mafiosos con\nacentuado acento italiano e incluyendo al mismo Francis Ford Coppola entre\nellos.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
En este entorno\nde la mafia, dos polic\u00edas juegan al “el malo y el bueno”. Uno de\nellos me dijo: \u201cEl t\u00e9rmino femme fatale me da morbo” y el otro repite\nconstantemente sin separar los labios y acerc\u00e1ndose a mi oreja la palabra\nalemana: vernissage. Los hombres intentaron hacerme testificar sobre los\ningresos de un ganado de unicornios con pezu\u00f1as de diamantes y lenguas de\npurpurina. Yo respond\u00ed: lo siento mucho, pero no tengo m\u00e1s caf\u00e9 para fantasear con\ndelitos de \u00e9poca; tengo que recoger mi bicicleta y pedalear con veinte latas en\nmi mochila, que son mayoritariamente de sopa de patata (aardappelsoep). Pero\nrecordar\u00e9 sus cigarros cubanos y sus relojes adheridos a la cintura en el\npr\u00f3ximo caf\u00e9.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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