morning, just crossed the border and aim to raise the pace of the ride, a man jumps out of nowhere and sits on the street. He has a rumpled jacket and a blue wool cap with Lucio Dalla: - Stop, police!
its twin approaches the other side: they are surrounded. Keep calm. Indeed, it makes me smile a bit '. I think the package I have in white shoulder bag: my precious giant slice of pizza just bought the bakery (in fact, baker: an easy-going lady from whom I believe will come back often.) Surely now I searched and it tasted a bit to see if it contains cocaine.
Instead, I ask only one document, what to do in Switzerland if I have permission to work (I left home, but apparently did not fool much) and if I'm always in the office by bicycle. "Since there is sun ..." I reply and they make me leave.
I have not even asked for his badge. They could well have Aldo Baglio and Ciriaco Sforza morning ride for free. But all's well that ends well.
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