here<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Frunzele plopilor fluierau m\u0103runt, r\u0103sucite de v\u00e2ntul cald al lui iulie. Dincolo de \u015firul \u00eenalt al copacilor, rambleul de p\u0103m\u00e2nt \u015fi piatr\u0103 spart\u0103 borduit sus cu firul str\u0103lucitor ca argintul al \u015finelor de tren trecea ca un val de ap\u0103rare cu un cap\u0103t \u00een Timi\u015foara \u015fi cel\u0103lalt \u00een \u015eag Timi\u015feni. Dincoace de trunchiurile fusiforme, livada de cire\u015fi a lui Juliska neni, sora lui Adel Halle, \u00ee\u015fi cocea \u00een soare ultimele fructe din acel an.
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\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00cenc\u0103 de diminea\u0163\u0103, Juliska neni \u015fi Juliana sosiser\u0103 aici cu o tr\u0103sur\u0103, ca s\u0103 preg\u0103teasc\u0103 totul pentru pr\u00e2nz. Atunci vorbiser\u0103 s\u0103 ajung\u0103 \u015fi Adel cu b\u0103tr\u00e2na Lanyi.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Pentru \u00eenceput, Juliana adun\u0103 un bra\u0163 de usc\u0103turi \u015fi ridic\u0103 o piramid\u0103. Urma s\u0103-i dea foc \u015fi s\u0103 \u00eengroape cartofi \u00een jarul peste care vor sf\u00e2r\u00e2i frig\u0103ruile.<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Ca desert, Juliska neni b\u0103tea spum\u0103 de cire\u015fe \u00eentr-un castron uria\u015f.<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 – Unde sunt maic\u0103-ta \u015fi bunic\u0103-ta? Acu\u015fi e pr\u00e2nzul! se mir\u0103 Juliska neni, \u00eenv\u00e2rtind de zor telul.<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 – Acu\u015fi vin \u015fi ele! o asigur\u0103 fata. Numai s\u0103 termine mama pr\u0103jitura cu mere.<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 – Ce pr\u0103jitur\u0103? Nu i-am spus c\u0103 fac eu…<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 – Ba da, dar a zis c\u0103 nu poate s\u0103 vin\u0103 ea cu m\u00e2na goal\u0103!
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\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Lini\u015ftea livezii, cu fondul monoton al fo\u015fnetului de plopi \u00eentor\u015fi spre soare \u015fi v\u00e2nt, era tulburat\u0103 din c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd de vocile trecute ca printr-un strat gros de vat\u0103 ale celor c\u00e2\u0163iva solda\u0163i rom\u00e2ni. Nu departe, \u00een plin c\u00e2mp, ace\u015ftia supravegheau munca unei grupe de prizonieri sovietici scoase la s\u0103patul cartofilor.
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\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u015ei tot ca prin vat\u0103 crescu zumz\u0103itul uniform care se apropie transform\u00e2ndu-se \u00eentr-un tunet continuu. Pe cerul transparent ap\u0103rur\u0103 sute de cruciuli\u0163e. D\u00e2rele de condensare ar\u0103tau c\u0103 veneau dinspre Belgrad iar, \u00een fa\u0163a lor, Timi\u015foara a\u015ftepta \u00eemp\u0103cat\u0103 lovitura de gra\u0163ie, ca un animal m\u0103re\u0163 – \u015fi tocmai de aceea lent \u00een reflexe, greu de urnit \u015fi neputincios –\u00a0 pe tava ars\u0103 de soare a c\u00e2mpiilor din jur. Rezistase stoic englezilor care-i anihilaser\u0103 gara principal\u0103 \u015fi zonele adiacente dar, pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 t\u0103v\u0103lugul anun\u0163at de fort\u0103re\u0163ele zbur\u0103toare americane aflate acum pe cer \u00een plin\u0103 zi, covorul de bombe \u0163esut de noctambulii escadrilelor de Lancaster\u00a0 risca s\u0103 par\u0103 un prosop de buc\u0103t\u0103rie.
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\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Sirenele vuiau \u00een continuu de acum deasupra str\u0103zilor \u015fi oamenilor, dar chemarea lor la ad\u0103post r\u0103zb\u0103tea stins p\u00e2n\u0103 aici, ca \u00eentr-o alt\u0103 lume. Sovieticii n-avur\u0103 \u00eens\u0103 nevoie de mai mult ca s\u0103 se tr\u00e2nteasc\u0103 la p\u0103m\u00e2nt. Paznicii lor se a\u015fezar\u0103 \u00een fund, cu un ochi la ru\u015fi \u015fi cel\u0103lalt la spectacolul ce sta s\u0103 \u00eenceap\u0103.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
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\nJuliska neni privi \u00eengrozit\u0103 \u00een lungul drumului spre ora\u015f. Era pustiu, nici urm\u0103 de vreo tr\u0103sur\u0103. Juliana \u00ee\u015fi pironi ochii pe turla catedralei mitropolitane din centrul Timi\u015foarei, neterminat\u0103 dar deja un reper u\u015for de recunoscut \u00een panoram\u0103. \u00centre turnul acesta \u015fi locul \u00een care se afla t\u00e2n\u0103ra era \u015fi casa ei, cu buc\u0103t\u0103ria \u015fi cuptorul \u00een care pr\u0103jitura cu mere devenea scrum, abandonat\u0103 de Adel Halle \u00een fuga sa cu maic\u0103-sa spre ad\u0103post.
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\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00cen momentul urm\u0103tor, perspectiva Julianei prinse via\u0163\u0103. Printre siluetele statice profilate \u00een zare crescur\u0103 copacii monstruo\u015fi ai coloanelor de fum negru. \u00cencepuse pr\u0103p\u0103dul. Ruinele se \u00eentorceau cu susul \u00een jos, cartierul Iosefin aflat l\u00e2ng\u0103 poarta feroviar\u0103 a ora\u015fului se pr\u0103bu\u015fea \u00een \u0163\u0103nd\u0103ri aprinse. Moara Prohasca m\u0103cina fl\u0103c\u0103ri, hotelul Nord \u00ee\u015fi trimitea oaspe\u0163ii pe lumea cealalt\u0103, tramvaiele electrice s\u0103reau de pe \u015fine, deschiz\u00e2ndu-se ca ni\u015fte dovleci usca\u0163i, cu coaj\u0103 sub\u0163ire, din care semin\u0163ele se r\u0103sp\u00e2ndeau sf\u00e2r\u00e2ind pe plita \u00eencins\u0103 a asfaltului. Crater l\u00e2ng\u0103 crater, peisajul selenar \u00eenainta cu viteza avioanelor, urm\u00e2ndu-le pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt fidel ca o umbr\u0103 eclipsa. Dincolo de canalul Bega, pe Calea \u015eagului, o bomb\u0103 de jum\u0103tate de ton\u0103 \u00eempr\u0103\u015ftie depozitul de metal feros J\u00e4ger, r\u0103sp\u00e2ndind schije \u00een toate p\u0103r\u0163ile. So\u0163ul Gizelei Halle, care ie\u015fise din cas\u0103 cu toate riscurile \u015fi se \u00eentorcea tocmai atunci de la o tiparni\u0163\u0103 ilegal\u0103, unde l\u0103sase la multiplicat un manifest, se ad\u0103postise nu departe sub poarta unei case, c\u00e2nd o bucat\u0103 de fier \u00eei retez\u0103 nasul. \u00cennebunit de durere, omul ie\u015fi \u00een mijlocul str\u0103zii \u00eenv\u00e2rtindu-se ca o sf\u00e2rleaz\u0103, cu nasul t\u0103iat \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103. Abia peste o or\u0103 aveau s\u0103 dea de el sanitarii. I-au cusut cartilajul la loc dar fragmentul de metal care \u00eei intrase tot atunci ad\u00e2nc \u00een cutia cranian\u0103 nu i l-au g\u0103sit. Peste o s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103, Franz va c\u0103dea ca din senin \u00eentre r\u00e2ndurile de ceap\u0103 din gr\u0103din\u0103.\u00a0 Ca s\u0103 nu mai cheltuie bani pe sicriu, Gizela va da la schimb bradul gros din curte, ag\u0103\u0163\u00e2nd fr\u00e2nghia de rufe \u00eentr-un prun.
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\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Juliana nu reu\u015fi s\u0103-\u015fi \u00eenchipuie propor\u0163iile dezastrului, de\u015fi p\u0103m\u00e2ntul \u00eenc\u0103 tremura sub picioarele ei. De altfel, nici nu avu prea mult timp s\u0103 se g\u00e2ndeasc\u0103. Se pitise la r\u0103d\u0103cina unui plop, iar l\u00e2ng\u0103 ea, Juliska neni, cu ochii m\u0103ri\u0163i de groaz\u0103, amesteca mecanic spuma de cire\u015fe. Pe c\u00e2mp, solda\u0163ii se ridicau dintre tufele de cartofi \u015fi \u00eei \u00eenghionteau furio\u015fi cu paturile armelor pe prizonieri s\u0103 \u00ee\u015fi continue treaba. Ru\u015fii se scular\u0103 cu greu, abia apucaser\u0103 s\u0103 a\u0163ipeasc\u0103 pu\u0163in, \u015fi puser\u0103 iar m\u00e2na pe s\u0103p\u0103ligi, pentru ca \u00een secunda urm\u0103toare s\u0103 cad\u0103 secera\u0163i ca din senin. Cu mitralierele \u00eencinse, cele dou\u0103 avioane de v\u00e2n\u0103toare din escorta bombardierelor americane trecur\u0103 razant deasupra lor. Chipurile vesele ale pilo\u0163ilor sclipir\u0103 prin carlinga de plexiglas. Scurta distrac\u0163ie, care trebuie c\u0103 le sem\u0103nase yankeilor cu standurile de tir din copil\u0103rie unde \u00eencercau s\u0103 doboare c\u00e2t mai multe conserve ca s\u0103 primeasc\u0103 marele premiu pus la b\u0103taie, se \u00eencheiase \u015fi cei doi cowboy \u00ee\u015fi cabrar\u0103 Mustangii spre soare. Dedesubt \u015fi \u00een urm\u0103, junii urma\u015fi ai Unchiului Sam l\u0103sar\u0103 doar c\u00e2teva conserve capabile s\u0103 mai stea \u00een picioare o tur\u0103. Restul z\u0103ceau la p\u0103m\u00e2nt turtite, cu con\u0163inutul rev\u0103rsat printre cuiburile de cartofi r\u0103scolite \u015fi ele. Exuberan\u0163i \u015fi invulnerabili, tinerii de peste ocean c\u00e2\u015ftigaser\u0103, dac\u0103 nu ursul de plu\u015f bun de f\u0103cut cadou iubitei din adolescen\u0163\u0103, cea mai tare amintire a vie\u0163ii lor, cu care s\u0103-\u015fi agaseze, povestind-o iar \u015fi iar p\u00e2n\u0103 la ad\u00e2nci b\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u0163i, copiii, nepo\u0163ii, camarazii veterani \u015fi pe oricine altcineva r\u0103bd\u0103tor s\u0103-i asculte la un whiskey dublu. Asta, desigur, doar dac\u0103 vor sc\u0103pa teferi din r\u0103zboi \u015fi nu vor deveni ei \u00een\u015fi\u015fi cutia de tabl\u0103 din amintirea altcuiva.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
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\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Cu motoarele url\u00e2nd, turate la maxim, arm\u0103sarii argintii s\u0103rir\u0103 cu greu linia plopilor \u015fi urcar\u0103 abrupt la herghelia lor din cer. Incapabil\u0103 de alt\u0103 reac\u0163ie, Juliana se lipi de trunchiul copacului p\u00e2n\u0103 sim\u0163i cum carnea spatelui umple toate cr\u0103p\u0103turile scoar\u0163ei. R\u0103mase mut\u0103 \u00een ploaia deas\u0103 de a\u015fchii m\u0103runte \u015fi frunze ciop\u00e2r\u0163ite iscat\u0103 de elicile ce tocaser\u0103 \u00een efortul lor spre \u00een\u0103l\u0163imi v\u00e2rfurile c\u00e2torva plopi \u015fi se l\u0103s\u0103 acoperit\u0103 de resturile vegetale f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 clipeasc\u0103. C\u00e2nd se dezmetici, se scutur\u0103 frenetic \u015fi se \u00eentoarse spre m\u0103tu\u015fa ei. Scoase un \u0163ip\u0103t \u015fi \u00ee\u015fi acoperi repede privirea. Juliska neni nici nu tres\u0103ri. Str\u00e2nsese la piept castronul cu spum\u0103 de cire\u015fe p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00eel r\u0103sturnase pe ea. O pat\u0103 imens\u0103, de un ro\u015fu s\u00e2ngeriu, \u00eei sc\u0103lda bluza pe s\u00e2ni \u015fi abdomen. Cu o expresie t\u00e2mp\u0103 pe chip, femeia r\u00e2\u015fc\u00e2ia spum\u0103 de ici de colo \u015fi o ducea la buze. \u00ce\u015fi sugea degetul, plesc\u0103ia cu ne\u00eencredere \u015fi mai \u00eencerca din alt loc. Brusc, se opri \u015fi, de parc\u0103 atunci ar fi v\u0103zut-o prima dat\u0103 pe Juliana acolo, o \u00eendemn\u0103 \u015fi pe ea:
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\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 – Gust\u0103! Crezi c\u0103 am murit? Hai, feti\u0163o, ia \u015fi gust\u0103! De ce nu vrei, ha? Am murit, a\u015fa-i? \u015ei tu la fel, c\u0103 altfel n-am fi am\u00e2ndou\u0103 aici. Da, da, da, \u015ftiu eu ce zic. Las\u0103, nu-i nimic.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
de Alexandru Potcoav\u0103 [Rom\u00e2nia] for the English version please click here \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Frunzele plopilor fluierau m\u0103runt, r\u0103sucite de v\u00e2ntul cald al lui iulie. Dincolo de \u015firul \u00eenalt al copacilor, rambleul de p\u0103m\u00e2nt \u015fi piatr\u0103 spart\u0103 borduit sus cu firul str\u0103lucitor ca argintul al \u015finelor de tren trecea ca un val de ap\u0103rare cu un cap\u0103t […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[739,393],"tags":[21,1153,54],"class_list":["post-5770","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-32","category-prozascurta","tag-alexandru-potcoava","tag-egophobia-32","tag-proza-scurta"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-1v4","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5770","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5770"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5770\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7687,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5770\/revisions\/7687"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5770"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5770"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5770"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}