The Maestho comes down with his coat and cap and a dark beige color purple scarf tucked in the style of an English lord in the neck cashmere sweater.
"Caha But hello! All right? Puhe accommodated. "Open the door of the machine and makes an elegant gesture, pointing to the seat. I am ready for another driving lesson in the company of my Maestho. Well maybe "ready" is a big word, because as you can be prepared for a character as fascinating as bizarre?
"Alloha Lola, listen, do the oha hethomahcia in cuhva, hicohda the ossehvazione"
begin to enter the back, take off my belt, I support the arm behind the seat of Maestho and I try to walk back to step man. I go, I'm moving, steering and ...
"Lola you're doing! But no, no! "Began to stir as you would an effeminate fashion designer if he were faced with a model wearing badly branded his sublime creation.
" Lola, you have your tenehe centho, you know? "
"My heart? The center of what? "Oh no, I should not ask, raises his eyes and seems to demand patience from the top, it comes. It collects, which includes only a disciple newbie and I need time to grasp the depth of his words.
"The centho, Lola, is the centho of your mental space. Your cehvello intehpheta estehno atthavehso the world of mental quadhi, the sthuttuhe. Your space has a centho a centho intehiohe and estehiohe, and you have equilibhahlo gently, you know? "
Better not say that I fell in pitch-darkness of confusion ..." Aha ... and then reverse this as I do? "
"Well you're the centho della sthada no?”
Perché non possiamo fare a meno di complicare le cose semplici? Mi servirà un corso di yoga?
Lola :-)
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