The bath house hidden secrets. Apart from the worms in the sink and the roommate vomiting in the bathtub.
The first unsolved mystery about the tiles that cover the walls, and I do not mean to bad taste. Below is design (not faithful and done quickly to urgent need to communicate).
There is this lone tile that is mounted in the opposite direction to the others. One and only one, maybe the builder was drunk or in the throes of creative blunders. Maybe it is hidden behind a mysterious world of worms and hair made of hair and beard. We'll never know.
However beyond these existential questions unresolved, today as they pondered on I realized that in the adjacent building, more or less up to my window that process there is a bedroom, where clearly sees an easel for painting and the palette on the desktop.
course is worrying. Never has someone We can portray as we shitting. Also because I want to know what the hell else he painted, because the only thing I can see the bathroom belonging to the car park of the building. Who knows.
But here below is another caption explaining the scene, just to give you an idea, not quite true that, but true enough.
Ok, all this only to justify the real news of the century, which are actually two:
1) were the first among the other four human beings who inhabit this house for a swim in the pool last week. (It seems to me worthy of note)
2) in the bathroom tub (which lasted about two hours) was actually a prize / reward to celebrate itself, so I finished my first (and last) effort. An effort that was delivered by another mind and kindly bear with me as well of the same (this thing does not coincide exactly with the real truth of the facts, however it is nice to slag people). This effort, made of twenty sheets of recycled paper can the coNperare / see / evaluate / browse / disgusted / snub absolute world premiere May 21 in Venice.
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