Every Blessed Day Page #7

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Yes?

Am I mistaken or is this the

- The 5th, truth be told.

- The 5th?

Hope it's not a bother

because I was planning

on coming tomorrow too.

As one says, it was a pleasure,

see you tomorrow.

Wait!

- Do you really like my songs?

- Undoubtedly, very much.

- Aren't they depressing?

- They're beautiful.

- Thanks.

- Thank you.

You are...

no, no point in telling you.

Tell me, what am I?

Well, you are unequivocally

talented.

Plus, your lyrics

are somewhat reminiscent

of Deborah Ager,

of Catherine Anderson.

Who? Actually, they're just words

that come to mind...

Impressive, they're

extraordinarily intense words.

Really? Maybe they just

sound better in English,

my Italian sucks.

When you sing you exude a beauty

that... how can I put it?

That disorients me.

And even when you don't sing.

But I'm sure you're aware of this,

no need for me to expatiate.

Tonight we're together.

' Twisht!

- We're together tonight.

- Tonight we're together, tonight.

Is that an observation of the fact

that it's night and we're here,

or would this be a resolution

for the upcoming hour?

I myself certainly

have no objections, at any rate...

- Does that mean you're interested?

- Dagnabit!

I'd say this exceeds

my rosiest expectations.

- Is that a yes?

- Yes.

Unequivocally,

by all means, let's go.

- Go where?

- To your place, no?

I'm actually staying

with this guy...

Okay, follow me.

Staying with a QUY?

A drummer,

but we're semi-broken up.

- Semi-broken up?

- He'd be happy if I left.

Really? Okay...

Not to be insensitive to his plight,

but I'm glad to hear that.

The way you talk cracks me up,

sounds like you're from an old book.

I'll consider that a compliment.

You haven't told me your name.

I'm Antonia, and you?

Me? Guido.

Guido is nice,

reminds me of a guide dog...

Or it could remind you

of Guido Pomposiano,

who can be considered

the patron saint of musicians...

EVERY BLESSED DAY

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