Summer Wine
"Bring your fake wife, Matteo. Maybe I can teach her how a real woman should dress and behave."
Something surged inside me, my friends! You know that primal, wild feeling we read about in books and see in movies, but dismiss as "Oh come on, how outdated"... I felt that primal feeling, that thing they call jealousy, in that very second, in every cell of my body. That ferocious grumphy mode rising within me was saying: You slut! Who do you think you are, calling someone lacking in pigment?! I wanted to give that girl some water to drink, but the water I wanted to give her definitely wasn't the blue waters of the Mediterranean; it was sewage water! I wanted to shove her, in that emerald green d
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