Ешь, молись, люби

Chapter 1

           IdiscoveredGiovanniafewweeksafterI’darrivedinRome,thankstothatbigInternetcafeatthePiazzaBarbarini,acrossthestreetfromthatfountainwiththesculptureofthatsexymermanblowingintohisconchshell.He(Giovanni,thatis-notthemerman)hadpostedaflieronthebulletinboardexplainingthatanativeItalianspeakerwasseekinganativeEnglishspeakerforconversationallanguagepractice.Rightbesidehisappealwasanotherflierwiththesamerequest,word-for-wordidenticalineveryway,rightdowntothetypeface.Theonlydifferencewasthecontactinformation.Oneflierlistedane-mailaddressforsomebodynamedGiovanni;theotherintroducedsomebodynamedDario.Buteventhehomephonenumberwasthesame.

           Usingmykeenintuitivepowers,Ie-mailedbothmenatthesametime,askinginItalian,"Areyouperhapsbrothers?"

           ItwasGiovanniwhowrotebackthisveryprovocativomessage:"Evenbetter.Twins!"

           Yes-muchbetter.Tall,darkandhandsomeidenticaltwenty-five-year-oldtwins,asitturnedout,withthosegiantbrownliquid-centerItalianeyesthatjustunstitchme.Aftermeetingtheboysinperson,IbegantowonderifperhapsIshouldadjustmyrulesomewhataboutremainingcelibatethisyear.Forinstance,perhapsIcouldremaintotallycelibateexceptforkeepingapairofhandsometwenty-five-year-oldItaliantwinbrothersaslovers.

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