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Which
was
slightly
reminiscent
of
a
friend
of
mine
who
is
vegetarian
except
for
bacon
,
but
nonetheless
…
I
was
already
composing
my
letter
to
Penthouse
:
In
the
flickering
,
candlelit
shadows
of
the
Roman
cafe
,
it
was
impossible
to
tell
whose
hands
were
caress
-
But
,
no
.
No
and
no
.
I
chopped
the
fantasy
off
in
mid
-
word
.
This
was
not
my
moment
to
be
seeking
romance
and
(
as
day
follows
night
)
to
further
complicate
my
already
knotty
life
.
This
was
my
moment
to
look
for
the
kind
of
healing
and
peace
that
can
only
come
from
solitude
.
Anyway
,
by
now
,
by
the
middle
of
November
,
the
shy
,
studious
Giovanni
and
I
have
become
dear
buddies
.
As
for
Dario
-
the
more
razzle
-
dazzle
swinger
brother
of
the
two
-
I
have
introduced
him
to
my
adorable
little
Swedish
friend
Sofie
,
and
how
they
’
ve
been
sharing
their
evenings
in
Rome
is
another
kind
of
Tandem
Exchange
altogether
.
But
Giovanni
and
I
,
we
only
talk
.
Well
,
we
eat
and
we
talk
.
We
have
been
eating
and
talking
for
many
pleasant
weeks
now
,
sharing
pizzas
and
gentle
grammatical
corrections
,
and
tonight
has
been
no
exception
.
A
lovely
evening
of
new
idioms
and
fresh
mozzarella
.
Now
it
is
midnight
and
foggy
,
and
Giovanni
is
walking
me
home
to
my
apartment
through
these
back
streets
of
Rome
,
which
meander
organically
around
the
ancient
buildings
like
bayou
streams
snaking
around
shadowy
clumps
of
cypress
groves
.
Now
we
are
at
my
door
.
We
face
each
other
.
He
gives
me
a
warm
hug
.
This
is
an
improvement
;
for
the
first
few
weeks
,
he
would
only
shake
my
hand
.
I
think
if
I
were
to
stay
in
Italy
for
another
three
years
,
he
might
actually
get
up
the
juice
to
kiss
me
On
the
other
hand
,
he
might
just
kiss
me
right
now
,
tonight
,
right
here
by
my
door
…
there
’
s
still
a
chance
…
I
mean
we
’
re
pressed
up
against
each
other
’
s
bodies
beneath
this
moonlight
…
and
of
course
it
would
be
a
terrible
mistake
…
but
it
’
s
still
such
a
wonderful
possibility
that
he
might
actually
do
it
right
now
…
that
he
might
just
bend
down
…
and
…
and
…
Nope
.
He
separates
himself
from
the
embrace
.
