"Charlie" had me awake all night. Commited to do something crazy. I've come to the stair of San Pancracio's bridge. Sitting on the steps. The heart beats faster in the chest (the emotion). Many people go to church. I decide (emotion! EMOTION!!!) take off quickly my panties. It seems all of that lasts more than a century. My heart explodes. "Charlie" goes away. I'm almost faded. I open my legs, sitting on the stairs. People get mad. I count to a hundred, but I confuse the numbers. Forever. Sandra F.