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“One day they let me knead the ingredients for sausage meat, and the raw foods themselves seized me: lean pork and soft, white fat- The one talks to the other, said Carenza. Without the fat, the lean is too dry, and without the lean... she stuck out her tongue, too much. I grated some cheese: dry pecorino that had been in our larder for months, and some fresh marzolino, tasting both. Mace went in, and cinnamon, and black pepper. How much salt? Mamma showed me in the palm of her hand, Let me sweep it into the bowl. Then she broke some eggs onto the mixture. This is my secret, she said, and grated the rind of an orange so that the crumbs covered everything in a thin layer of gold. Do you want to mix it, Nino? Almost laughing with excitement, I plunged my fingers through the cold silkiness of the eggs, feeling the yolks pop, then made fists deep inside the meat. I could smell the orange, the pork, the cheese, the spices, and then they started to melt together into something else. When it was all mixed together I licked my fingers, though Carenza slapped my hand away from my mouth, and after we'd stuffed them into the slimy pink intestines and cooked up a few for ourselves, I discovered how the fire had changed the flavors yet again. The clear, fresh taste of the pork had deepened and intensified, while the cool blandness of the fat had changed into something rich and buttery that held the spices and the orange zest. And the salt seemed to have performed this magic, because it was everywhere, but at the same time hardly noticeable.”

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“Меня уже три дня не вызывали на допрос, я делаю круги по камере и размышляю о женщинах. Женщины созданы для того, чтобы мы разгадывали их уловки. Бесхитростная женщина противна природе. Я пытаюсь разгадать уловку Додо, но в голове у меня маячит ее спелый каталонский зад и темнеют две терновые ягоды, кисловатые, будто лепестки батарейки. Женщина подобна рою июльской мошкары, ее физика являет собой броуновский хаос, а вовсе не скольжение и поступательное движение, как многие думают. Что до метафизики, то она составляет лишь ту часть женщины, которую она использует, чтобы морочить тебе голову. Уходя, она забывает тебя начисто, irra! irra! - так лузитанец на рыбном рынке ударяет ножом по стальному прилавку, отсукая мерлузе голову и хвост".”

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