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would you like go?”
    â€œTo Controvento,” replied Fiamma.
    â€œNo, no way,” I cut her short. “It’s too chaotic… I’m not in the mood. Can you imagine how stressed we’ll get trying to find a parking space in the town centre? Why don’t we go to our usual night club? It’s quiet and we can talk without having to shout.”
    Fiamma snorted. “We need a shot of life, my friend. Let’s try to relax as we should for once. We haven’t done it for so long.”
    I thought about it for a moment. In the end, I gave in. “You win. But first I have to go home and take Bubu out, and I should also get changed. Shall we say in two hours, in front of Controvento?”
    Fiamma replied enthusiastically. “Perfect.”
    I drove up to the house continuing to reflect on the meeting of a few hours earlier. Diego was sneaking constantly into my thoughts. It was a really strange feeling and a new one, at least for me. I picked up the leash and opened the door.
    Bubu ran outside, stopping to sniff every tree he encountered. He shook with energy and retrieved a small fallen branch, laying it at my feet. He barked, seeking attention and began jumping around me.
    I tossed the branch in the direction of Diego’s house, but I hadn’t calculated the force properly and it ended up in the middle of his garden.
    A few seconds later a light came on inside. I winced.
    â€œBubu, come over here,” I pleaded, enunciating the words.
    I began to sweat. Adamant, he continued his patrol on the grass. Heck, I hated it when he didn’t obey me. Sometimes he was stubborn and stupid.
    â€œPlease, please. Come here. I promise to buy you loads of biscuits tomorrow,” I continued to beg in a thin, shrill voice.
    For a second he stopped and looked at me. I’d done it, I’d convinced him. But no. He turned and continued patrolling. I could have sworn I saw a wry smile on his canine face.
    â€œDamn!” I said, trying not to make a noise.
    Taking slow steps, I approached Bubu stealthily. The last thing I wanted was to be caught on my neighbour’s property. I grabbed him by the collar. “No biscuits for a month,” I scolded impatiently. “Naughty boy.”
    He licked my hand to apologize. “No. You’re not fooling me, sweet little eyes…”
    That dog always had the ability to make me feel guilty. I could never be strict with him for more than five minutes and therefore could never discipline him.
    From the window I saw a woman with dark hair falling over her shoulders. “Shhh, Bubu. We mustn’t let anyone hear us,” I reminded him, as if he really could understand me.
    But as I tried to go back, Diego saw me and did nothing to hide his irritation. His features hardened, our unexpected visit was not welcome. With a flick, he shut the curtains and disappeared from my view. I must have annoyed him.
    Bubu didn’t understand the situation and wagged his tail happily. I patted him and smiled to re-assure him. Then I walked away, backing down the driveway, leaving his eyes and the memory of the woman who was with him behind me.
    I got to Controvento with ten minutes to spare. Against all the odds, I was also able to find a parking space, blocking the whole street while waiting for an old lady to complete complex manoeuvres to vacate it. It had been a while since I had visited my Turin by night, when it was lit by the moon and hundreds of stars. The first revellers were about to walk into the various bars, and others were waiting for the arrival of their friends. I looked up at the sky and admired the Mole Antonelliana. There was magic in the light breeze blowing up from the South, caressing the breathtaking views of the city streets.
    The Controvento was packed as usual and the heat took me by surprise. I made my way through the crowd to get to the bar and find two free stools.
    While I waited, I ate some olives remaining from an