{"id":365,"date":"2006-02-04T01:46:07","date_gmt":"2006-02-04T00:46:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/loupgarou.opalstacked.com\/?p=365"},"modified":"2006-02-04T01:46:07","modified_gmt":"2006-02-04T00:46:07","slug":"la-compilation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/garethjax.net\/la-compilation\/","title":{"rendered":"La compilation"},"content":{"rendered":"

Raccontino scritto per un concorso indetto dalla “Rockstar games” insomma quelli della serie “Grand Theft Auto”. Non essendomi nemeno piazzato nei primi tre, finalmente posso pubblicarlo sul blog \ud83d\ude09
\n(Se lo volete ve lo traduco in italiano).
\n<\/em><\/p>\n

-Mr McRae, here’s your wife Sylvia.
\nJeremy McRae, 33, Masters degree in Computer Science at MIT, couldn’t believe his eyes. He
\nrecently answered an announcement he read on a men’s only magazine: “Were you left by your
\nloved one? Just write us and we will bring it back!”, and he sent a recent picture of his wife as
\nrequired by the advertisement. He guessed it was a dating service for lone men and, as he was
\nlonely and desperate, why not give it a try?
\nTwo weeks later he was invited to come to Mr. Lucius’ office\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 and he almost fainted when he
\nsaw his wife— his Sylvia!
\n-That’s not possible, my wife died in a car accident two months ago- he whispered \u00e2\u20ac\u201cthis woman
\nresembles her as if she was her sister, but she’s not my Sylvia!
\n– You are correct. This woman has been emulated from the image you sent us.
\nShe was exactly like she was on the picture: tall, beautiful, with her long brown hair. Even the
\ndressing matched\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 the same red skirt and the white sweather she bought during their honeymoon
\nin Ireland. They stared each other wordlessly, for a whole minute, only to find themselves in each
\nother’s arms.
\n-that’s impossible, how did you\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6
\n-the process is top secret. Let’s talk about my fee…
\nLucius produced an oldish inkpot with a goose quill, a small knife and a sheet of parchment from a
\ndrawer. In that moment Jeremy felt an overwhelming sulphurous stench, as if someone had just lit
\nten thousand matches simultaneously. He felt shudders all along his back: he wasn’t a man of faith,
\nbut he felt that all the tales regarding tempting devils were true.
\nHe checked the door, considering a possible escape route, but then Lucius snapped his fingers and
\nthe woman fell uncoscious in his arms.
\n-what did you do to her? You son of a\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6
\n-I sent her into a coma, Mr Jeremy. Until you sign the contract, she’s mine. Do you want to see her
\ndie again? Your life is miserable enough as it is, Mr Jeremy\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6
\n-All right, I’ll sign, but wake her!
\nThe man snapped his fingers again and the woman woke up, coughing and crying her husband’s
\nname. Jeremy helped her sit, then he stepped in front of the desk before an increasingly cheerful
\nLucius.
\n-Just give me that contract and let’s end it!- Said Jeremy grinding his teeth.
\nHe cut his left hand and he dipped the goose quill in his blood; but when he bent to sign, a black Ipod
\nnano fell from his jacket’s breast pocket.
\nLucius took it.
\n-Neat\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 I like this kind of gadgets\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 we could find an agreement\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6
\nJeremy gazed at him for a moment, then he signed and he snatched the device from the other’s
\nhand.
\nThis time was the demon’s turn to be surprised.
\n– You you don’t get it Lucius – said Jeremy – I have a compilation of some rare songs downloaded
\nfrom Napster in its heydays on that thing and you can’t find them anywhere else. Now, if you
\nexcuse me, I have to go home with my wife.<\/p>\n

Si ringraziano per il supporto nella traduzione, correzione e incoraggiamento generale: Snaga, Des, Maxx, Nanni<\/a>, Zuraide.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Raccontino scritto per un concorso indetto dalla “Rockstar games” insomma quelli della serie “Grand Theft Auto”. Non essendomi nemeno piazzato nei primi tre, finalmente posso pubblicarlo sul blog \ud83d\ude09 (Se lo volete ve lo traduco in italiano). -Mr McRae, here’s your wife Sylvia. Jeremy McRae, 33, Masters degree in Computer Science at MIT, couldn’t believe […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[4,9],"tags":[85,91,272,486,487,665,720,753],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/garethjax.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/365"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/garethjax.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/garethjax.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/garethjax.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/garethjax.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=365"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/garethjax.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/365\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/garethjax.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=365"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/garethjax.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=365"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/garethjax.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=365"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}