velvettiani are the ones that I go every Friday at the Velvet, which there's indie, there is dark, there's pop, there is metal, there's psychedelia, they go to the Velvet. There's the one with the rims of his glasses very large and thick, high up and everything pointed that looks a bit 'to Nanni Moretti, gaze is the one with the mustache at the same time subtle and melancholy, as if behind that striped shirt concealed a nausea of \u200b\u200bthe past, there is the romantic that if put a zarra dancing like a possessed wiggling her long braid, there is that which comes from Sardinia and the north east, is one that Robert De Niro as the jaw and the tuft on his head as to show that black and white with many children, there's that dancing with your arms at an angle and ass upward, there is a Jew, c ' is the blonde that has the look about 4 scalloped hammerhead is the seller of roses, sometimes there is that fool who can not stand and falls constantly, is enthusiastic dj Scosche, it happens that also pass the hat with the Sicilian and guitarist of that group known Milan, who makes wine working, there is what dance very well but if you tell him deny it, there are four or five random Erasmus students do not know why they are there and most of all because they're on pogando Smiths, there is what looks like Hitler sometimes there is some more highbrow ricchione from the more fashionable, there are those who are always out and those who actually go there because it's close to home, there are two or three frikkettoni other times, there is what seems old, but then rips his shirt and began to scream, if there is a teddy boy throws well, what harm is there if you throw balls while you support him. And then there's me, that I go there because the Velvet is a bit 'like being at home watching Big Brother, with comfortable sofa and easy cigarette.
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