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George.

Duecavalli George got out as a survivor of quicksand and snakes with a scarf around his neck. The body shop was waiting for him. For some time it had become his best customer, know them, the extravagance, did not change. This time it was the goalkeeper. In the morning, after the last trip to a country destroyed by mud, created by torrential rains in previous days, desperately searching for mushrooms, George decided to take the car to a wash. Meanwhile the employees who took care of his beloved means of transportation, he decided to go to nearby bar for a coffee and a chat. The coffee drank in a while, the talk lasted, as usual, a bit 'more. When he returned the washers were contrite expression and showed him the car perfectly clean but with both doors crumpled. They had forgotten to close them after removing a lot of dust, some roots of trees and a wild male 120 kg from inside the car. When the infernal machine had stopped and brushes had stopped spinning were aware of the tragedy. Weeping moved by the genuine emotion and handed the keys to the bill, gifts, a partial refund, a steel and leather collar for wild boar. He, on this occasion, managed to smile. Thanking you put at the head of the old Citroen after accommodate the ungulates, may also be somewhat annoyed at the blatant cotonatura swelling of the hair caused dall'asciugatura overly obsessive who had suffered shortly before by the most scrupulous of car wash workers, a pastor Masai came a few days before all the way from Africa in search of fortune. They made him not only his personal and heartfelt apology, a gift of his spear hunting in case he had ever jumped in Savannah Plateau. The body of his choice was not far away. The glorious, faithful companion of many adventures utilitarian knew the road and, now, he could also get there by itself. A couple of corners before, along a straight road that ran next to a meadow, George noticed an almond tree in bloom. Seized by a sudden romance braked gently and went, stopping to watch it. A slight breeze moved it slightly to blossom surrounded by warm light of a sunny day in early spring. He was put in his last love he had promised two nights before with beautiful flowers. No longer able to reopen the door on the side of the guide decided to go down the other side. Just put the feet and all that was stuck on the outside of the car, wild boar, in spite of themselves dozing lazily in the back seat, saw him disappear in an instant. Worried looked out the window. Underneath was a gap of at least fifteen feet deep full of mud. George even a bubble. He decided to abandon to his fate, got out and, sure of his appeal, leaning lasciviously to the two horses began to hitchhike. Was passing by a butcher on board a gay Duna okra which pulled him up. It was love at first sight. After a short but intense engagement tie the knot. The chronicles give them still happily together in a deserted island in the Indian Ocean. George does not know nothing for sure. Some swear they saw him on a plateau around the border between Kenya and Tanzania, on board his Duecavalli, quite tanned and carrying a spear, chasing a Mallard. I think this is a ridiculous rumor. The people, when they did not do worse, fantastic.