Magliana and around ... on Sky last night aired the last episode of the drama that traces the history of Magliana band: cropped up memories and emotions, impressions and smells, disgust, anger and compassion (as in the Buddhist sense that in the Christian sense). I worked for 12 years for a third sector organization that since 1980, as written in his opening words, was present in an area very difficult, especially a Roma: 80 Magliana, the name of the organization, arose in the years when heroin was spreading like a pandemic, leaving no intact, all of us of that generation in Rome we have been touched, if not directly through the devastation of a dear friend, an acquaintance of boy or girl in front of the building. I just graduated from dealing with drug addiction, 25 December 1979 did the first round of paid work in a therapeutic community. The band pushed the Magliana heroin, starting with the popular neighborhoods of Rome Magliana The South is a neighborhood built in a bend of the Tiber below the level of the river, a gift from housing and speculative '50s / 60 today inhabited by a popular class and white collar. Working Magliana I could enjoy and then enjoy a way of working very close to the people, an approach that does not require the will to quit as a precondition to be able to cure. Allow drug addiction may be the last stage of a long journey, made it up and down, side streets of often painful and impractical .. These people need someone to accompany them on these roads are often muddy, helping them to maintain a state of health acceptable to commit a crime less, sometimes not to die, waiting time and good relations are on the road can lead to the final abandonment of habits so negative conditioning.
Along this road I collected the stories told by young colleagues or by former addicts who have accompanied many people, many have seen many die and live again, many are still in the ford, but lives. The stories are collected in a volume titled "Stories of the street," Arion editions, Rome.
Today I share with you one of these stories ...
Impruneta Via Marco down with winds that whip your face and lift the flaps of his jacket.
today in his right hand holds the leash, which in turn squeezes the neck of the small nephritis.
Arrive at Via della Magliana, through it, the bias between the machines they hold and drivers who send him to hell.
He stops at 'crossroads. At the traffic lights, I see it from far away to remove his glasses to scratch his face fiercely.
Log slouching in the car park and not firmly on the rails with the Maghreb legs sitting on the wall.
is tired now, is the camper and put his head inside.
"This morning I gave n 'a knife an piece of shit .......... "
" But it '...."
" Nephritis pissing behind a desk is closed, via Fauglia. I'm fucking old de passes de shit, spit on the ground. A de old shit, je do not you see that face that thou hast, that sucks you er dog ?...... No, you suck me, make me .... "
pulls out a knife, one of many.
" ij 'I gave knife n'a' n belly and I 'ran away from' n feel some 'and sirens"
" Fà n'a thing, pija methadone and go" I reply .
Puts the knife leans even more to 'inside the camper.
" Doctor, Doctor my where are you?"
" Here I am here," replied the doctor.
" Who is' never fucked you ...... Dr. vojio my "
" There 'more to Dr. Mark your, you know ", he answered the nurse
" will be four months and you no longer even' s aspects "
" Yet you made them your cock and sixty that I'm preparing to wheel "
I get up, I light up a cigarette and get off the camper Marco moving to one side. The
I remove the leash from the hands and tell him to get that I'll keep the nephritis.
While Mark climbs the camper in the parking lot enter three motors: the first are Lorena and then Terence Meo and Claudio, and last Giustina and Mouth.
They stop at a twenty-meter fall from the scooter. Giustina and Loredana slowly raise a hand in salute.
I'm out of the camper, still holding the leash.
nephritis well with the leash around his neck is strong, with the exception of the tail.
The wind has stopped and now it's raining, plan.
The boys get up close to motorcycle caps K-Way.
It is now much dark, black clouds coming from the sea.
Well, giornatella heavy, heavy, heavy.
From inside the camper I get the cries of 'nurse.
"What the heck Mark all times though. It is not possible "
Lego Nephritis the door handle and climb.
" He stops you cleanse me, standing still," Mark approached the wretched screams .
" Mark please get off the camper. Excuse me doctor therapy Marco freshly prepared so if he drinks out of "I'll do it from behind.
" Always with those arms forever. I would like to know why you're not still with his arms once "complained the 'nurse patiently while dry suit with a piece of paper.
Mark turns to me, takes off his glasses.
Marco's eyes would be unthinkable. The meat itself around them is like screwed, twisted, there is light at the end of insanity. Induced by Madness' abuse of any substance all together.
" Friar, not I did it on purpose ... "I answered quickly throwing open his arms and going to hit the doctor who was trying to save the cards from methadone paid.
" Please Mark, get off the camper"
Something in my face makes impact. Drops.
Good thing down, now I'm just well, cò de shit this weather.
the corner of 'I see eye Giustina approaching es' to do a pat down to nephritis.
this morning is on the high platform shoes, purple-rimmed metal. Raise your head and smiles at me.
"Hello there "
"Hello Righteous"
" Ha 'shit since de time? I husband is a heart motor makes deliveries, and just bbravo, own work. A connection is Mj husband already come? "
" Who is you husband right? "
" S, hello ..... made n'antra lallera. As someone who husband and I, my husband who is mò n'sai? "
And he laughs. It seems another when he laughs.
" Why do you feel that I'm here to give information to women who lost husbands toxic? "
" But I feel it scrauso.DONNE TOXIC. But you, you are seen that foremen that c 'hai.
No, nun is true, beautiful de casa, nun cell 'have a big "I said as he raises his arm to make me a caress.
Even I smile at her.
Giustina salt hard on the camper and near Lorena.
"Hello Mark "
"Hello Lory"
" C 'is only' on my friend? "
" It c 'is only Giustina "
"So let me mountains, that I asked the doctor what n'a well pé her. "
" And who told you nothing mounted "
starts to rise, but look inside and come back.
"Madonna mia c 'and the doctor cacacazzi. No it is not that cacacazzi, is that just does not understand a shit. "
" And I know, "I reply while keeping an eye on the kids nearby. Has been made everyone around fourth motor, not the 'I have heard and now I get it I see the owner.
" Listen, you tell me if you make the delivery. Eh? Mark, tell him you do me the courtesy. I do not talk to me there makes sense we quarrel "
" What delivery speak, Loredo? "
" How that delivery. Delivery, delivery. "
" I understand delivery. And why you should be '' is over? "
You set, pulls in all the breath that can attack and the usual: what works, and it is not a real cock, who is ill, and this is perhaps true, that lives far away and there's no 'have a car, and yet this is not true shit, that c' has two creatures.
Here the tow.
"Stop Loredana listen. Do not you read newspapers? It 'a little girl died and two others up in Modena, somewhere, are severely affected. Intoxicated methadone that the mother had left resting somewhere. "
" A you? "I am. He must have taken a punch in the face because it has a crisp fresh black eye. Pure eye across the cheek is all scratched and bruised.
We scanned in order to bring Giustina still smiling.
"Hello loved"
" Hello"
He leaves on stilts and reached other all around Unknown to the motor.
" figured out how to Loredo" I should make.
" figured out how, what? "
" I say you know with whom you speak it? Telephones at the Sert, talk to your doctor in charge and he says " ;
" I understand, good thirst. All good. Oh, I never ask a nun fuck. Buciardi infamous je sti Everyone always say "
I look good in the bruises, it is well to wheel, drop the nose , and we see that which has the high blood pressure. He closes his eyes. Trembles slightly. He brushes her wet hair from her face pale and swollen. She cries.
" not take it anymore really Marco "
" What's happening? "
" What's going on. Nothing is happening all over. What say you, I realize how I am? Or not? "
" 'm not sure, not always "
I look at the sleeve of rennin and wet her hand comes out ; swollen, red. I do not like looking at her face. It seems as if all the words stuck in his mouth from stacking.
" I'm away from home last night I stayed at Villa. I, I understand, I stayed at Villa. I do have always had n'a home. You know very well. "
" eye, you done? "I ask you lighting a cigarette.
" What have I done to the eye?" I made eye? Fact that I'm thirty and I've got fruit. In fact I finished that well. "
" And because you're away from home anyway? "
" Because people are bad, that's why. To what thou hast something you can suck in place, then fuck off "
" Occhei, I understand, however, that the delivery c ' enter, stay and take the methadone stop. "
" For tomorrow Marcello methadone is for tomorrow, "I answered, wiping her eyes with the back of the hand.
" Then tell us about yourself, show me what is"
" does not seem a good idea, do this and ask for things politely salts and without stuttering or thing, explain everything: money and work the machine creatures ... quiet ......."
Loredana rooms while the rain has ceased and the wind gets up from the West, while Marco and nephritis return from the East, and the boys in the North , laugh. Forte.
" Me by a glass of 'water Armmà" I'm Mark.
" Yes "
" E 'pe shorty that makes the drink je do all in his mouth and kisses je even lick my pussy and then the , comb. "
" You give it to you now, wait '
I climb on the camper, with the corner of my eye that I follow Mark wheel arms with his mouth open in front of me Lory, I feel with the Doctor argue about the Twins to a shelter. I ask permission, I take a glass and fill it step by the window.
"Marco hold water"
" EECCA Neefri the EECCA aacqua seenti Freescha chee. "
raises his arm and hits the glass versandoselo everything on the shoulder and neck.
" Watch Armmà damn Christ"
fill another cup on the fly and go downstairs.
" Watch the hill here on the ground so it can drink"
now stands still with their arms tight to the body as it had a straitjacket, his head tilted to one side his mouth open and his glasses on his nose.
The ; bitch got her mouth open and not wagging, however, has straight ears.
"You nun you call Armando"
" A no? my name and then "I replied approaching plan.
" Evaristo you call"
" S, cojone left"
" HIAA hiiaaa hiiiaaaa hi ha - neighing and a bubble bursts on the mucus nostril - n ' do is the tarpetta, André? "
" Who would is tarpetta? "
" The mole, the mole Lupo Alberto er your colleague is not it? "
" Ah I see, yes, it works at Ostia "
" And he too good"
" you are good. Have them drink nephritis "
" A I have to talk to anna down n'sede CO psychologist. There is mò Germana down? "
" test can be "
" Si me some evidence of 'them, n'c'ho n' cock makes me nevvé? What makes n'a pia er cell phone and calls, if you feel there is "
" Falla one thing you see when you look after yourself then an'attene "I reply. I laugh.
He puts a hand on his shoulder.
" Watch Gera I know that black belt. Hand lever is "Smiles.
" Take the good that is by Marco n'a bad day"
I turn just in time to see the guys all together at the close of scooters Camper, apart from that Giustina ; Mouth is sitting on the motor to smoke.
I go back, while greeting Meo salt.
" Hello just looking for you - I am Terence taking off his sweatshirt hood - you've heard that, that the work"
" No" ;
" And when you hear them? You said that we were talking about. "
" We speak not worry "
also goes up.
A faint ray of light bounces off the bonnets wet car, the windows of the camper and the eyes of children. They came in silence together from different directions.
Anonymous KB, Lefi, Mario and Gianni on the bike, Valentina, Anna and Vincenzo away and then the whole tribe invades Hurstic with the colors of the women the whole park.
I do not like when there's so many people.
I do not like so much when I work alone.
I do not really like the guys understand that I do not like .
I peeped I give in and look at the nurse's legs.
ones I like. A figure like me.
In some ways a poor man must also pull up, let's face it, sometimes life and wretched, but really wretched.
Take me, I'm in the middle of a road to the weather. All around, an army of outcasts about to die with out having to do vice of my virtues. I work now and pay later.
Thighs nurse I can also watch what you type but I do not think you put your hands in farcis by half to say the least from an ex.
EX, EX, EX, EX, a cry from the stadium with outstretched arm.
Or, sorry, you're an ex. No
have a box.
In that sense excuse, a box for what?.
No to everything. What, if anything, what. Dear my beautiful nurse. What.
Sorry what you mean by "box. What is it made the box.
even. I mean a pen. Such as a garage for cars and car because they come to us and we go out there and we come out. If there were ever would in a box car. Or not?
End of speech. Conclusion: With some people you can not go further than mere empty words.
Or rather a poor man has to succeed as well have an escape route. I've had.
and I used it. Nothing I said all'infermieruccia. Nothing. And even I will say nothing.
is well Me sur cock. I swear, me being sur cock.
talk, talk, talk, the nurse: the first husband doctor does not know what, the second cardiologist, of all trips of his whole life, all the vaccines made for them to do everything that she ate, but also that , has not eaten in all these fucking exotic places.
I listen to it now the corner of the ear while the outburst of people is over.
Someone has remained beyond smoking and laughing, the only camper there Anonymous 7-49 with all his physical and moral weight to take on its 30 cc of methadone fixed.
