a 'friend' special "
Can a man is tired of collecting sentimental delusions, become a "webtomane" the perpetual search of adventure, fishing in the classifieds for lonely hearts? Tell us about it in an ironic way, but also with scratchy sound and the grotesque realism autobiography "Refrain wasters " of Gianni Santoro, a freelance journalist with ramblings from .. actor. This Jack Sparrow of the day does not look for treasure and ships to conquer, but with the same enthusiasm, a fish jumps, the first double in the experience of the agency, but rejects almost immediately, he discovers the world "parallel" meetings in the dark. At the beginning through advertisements in professional journals, then, with the advent of technology, arrives to chat and messaging network. What we wanted to be just an interlude, a distraction to rise temporarily suffered from delusions sentimental, slowly becomes our hero a sort of obsession. Like a kid let loose in a gourmet pastry shop, no longer able to stop. Because, like cherries, one leads to another, because it's fun and not binding. So it becomes increasingly difficult to give up to test their powers of seduction .. So, in about fifteen years of honorable work, this man meets over six hundred women. Some know them briefly, one of them .. in the biblical sense. In this book tells us how it went, how he felt, as he is amused, frightened (there are, in fact, the stories in style "Fatal Attraction"), even angry at times. It does so in a polite, despite the delicacy of the issues, respecting the privacy of partners mentioned, but not save high bits of irony in telling the grotesque aspects of some extreme episodes. Maybe someone will recognize, in reading the book. Those who recognize themselves, smile, you feel flattered or .. will get angry, we regret, but will it be in them, because anonymity is guaranteed (the only thing of fantasy, assures the author, are the names ..) He, however, its history, told us everything . Stripping, perhaps more in 226 pages of the book when it slipped under the covers. And last but not least, let us and himself Hamlet doubt that quitting or not quitting?
