Part one: the approach
He is a little man and sees. He is sitting on a nice straight hairy pale ocher-colored sofa and shows off a questionable goatee and a olive green turtleneck that comes up from the neck like poison ivy. LEI, his wife, sitting next to him and through the eyes of love through an upper lip that looks like a donut filling. there are no buildings in front of a camera operator, because they are looking for home. "DispeVvatamente. Incidentally, not that they live under a bridge or an old Lancia Arna in the parking lot of the stand, indeed. He owns a villa in the country so huge and luxurious that at any moment you expect to check to see JR Ewing with a glass of scotch whiskey in his hand, while she possesses him is worth more than a villa surrounded by greenery. But if they want to go. They want to move for work: they need to close the office and resolve the problem of the movement. In short, they want "a small apartment overlooking the Colosseum," he says. "Maybe in Rome," she says.
But they know that beyond the camera there is a tuft of white woman in the company of two architects Bellocchio, who in his mouth all the same question, "How much is your budget?" and then the two lovebirds hurry to rattle off numbers: "We have a budget of 600-700, but yes, crack avarice, including € 800 thousand, "he says hit by an indescribable itch underwear. "But with a little effort we can reach even 1 million, is not it dear?" She adds unleashing a gingival smile. "A small effort?" Then I think I have just agreed to cover a twenty-year mortgage, "Who knows where to get them with a purge ..." (continued)
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