It was (I remember it well) the summer camp you couldn't breathe I'm sure the bus was leaving and then they said goodbye there was a love story there was a bra while he was unfastening it I remember that the band was playing and then only darkness.. . the holidays of '83 seemed concise, do you write it, yes - do you write it or not? your erotic novel...how did you end up in Rimini with the bikini ladies? the radios sing about puberty... there was the foreigner from the sea the asthma didn't go away I hid them I spied on her and my best friend because they were touching each other... the holidays of eighty-three seemed concise you write it yes ¬ - do you write it or not? your erotic novel...how did you end up in Rimini with the bikini ladies? the radios say oh oh oh oh... I have visions of eighty-three visions without pills one day or another I will write my erotic novel...how did you end up in Rimini? the playa of dressing rooms the radios mark puberty...

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