de Alexandru Ioan Despina<\/p>\n
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\nAm citit ieri, pe ni\u015fte afi\u015fe lipite cu band\u0103 adeziv\u0103 de cabinele telefonice, c\u0103 ast\u0103zi o s\u0103 se desf\u0103\u015foare ceva \u00een cartierul \u0103sta am\u0103r\u00e2t din sudul Bonnului. Cum nu pricep o boab\u0103 de german\u0103, am re\u0163inut, adic\u0103 am \u00een\u0163eles, doar data \u015fi orele: 19 Martie 2011, \u00eentre orele 10 \u015fi 16. M-am str\u0103duit s\u0103 aflu de pe internet despre ce-i vorba, \u00eens\u0103 n-am g\u0103sit nimic folositor. \u021ain\u00e2nd cont c\u0103 n-are cum s\u0103 fie Parada Gay, aia-i prin iunie, \u00een Cologne, m-am decis totu\u015fi s\u0103 m\u0103 duc. Poate-i ceva de genul Carnavalului de acum dou\u0103 s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni, c\u00e2nd m-am \u00eembr\u00e2ncit cu ni\u015fte copii pentru a aduna bomboane, jeleuri, ciocol\u0103\u0163ele \u015fi caramele. Dracii \u0103ia mici veniser\u0103 preg\u0103ti\u0163i, fiecare av\u00e2nd c\u00e2te-o traist\u0103. Preventiv, ast\u0103zi \u00eemi iau \u015fi eu una. Nu, nu una, dou\u0103. M\u0103 \u00eembrac frumos, trec pe la cutia po\u015ftal\u0103 s\u0103 ridic reclamele \u015fi ziarul (e gratuit, dar din p\u0103cate e-n german\u0103), apoi m\u0103 \u00eendrept gr\u0103bit \u015fi z\u00e2mbitor spre centru. \u00cens\u0103 nici vorb\u0103 de carnaval, e un nenorocit de t\u00e2rg de vechituri. M\u0103 amestec printre oameni \u015fi-mi belesc ochii la milieuri, macrameuri, flori din plastic, bijuterii, ceasuri, c\u0103r\u0163i \u015fi diverse alte prostii. Dac\u0103 a\u015f fi luat la mine lum\u00e2n\u0103rile frumos parfumate, pe jum\u0103tate arse gra\u0163ie \u00eent\u00e2lnirilor romantice ratate, ori tac\u00e2murile ce zac nesp\u0103late \u00een chiuvet\u0103, cred c\u0103 a\u015f fi f\u0103cut ceva bani. \u00cembulzindu-se, vreo trei \u0163igani, trec pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine. Simt ni\u015fte pip\u0103ieli \u00een zona \u015fli\u0163ului, a coapselor \u015fi-a fundului, un soi de masaj oriental, des\u0103v\u00e2r\u015fit f\u0103cut, iar c\u00e2nd \u00eemi verific buzunarele remarc c\u0103 sunt goale. Drace, portofelul. N-am bani \u00een el, doar fotografiile copiilor, la care chiar \u0163in. Au fost f\u0103cute cu-n aparat din \u0103la vechi \u015fi s-a voalat filmul, a\u015fa c\u0103 altele nu mai pot scoate! M\u0103 reped la ei, dar chiar c\u00e2nd s\u0103-i pun unuia o m\u00e2n\u0103 pe um\u0103r, iar cu cealalt\u0103 s\u0103-i mut f\u0103lcile, \u00eemi dau seama c\u0103 de fapt mi-am l\u0103sat portofelul acas\u0103. M\u0103 incomoda c\u00e2nd d\u0103deam s\u0103 m\u0103 aplec dup\u0103 zaharicale. M\u0103 amestec jenat prin mul\u0163ime \u015fi abia atunci realizez c\u0103 totu\u015fi m-au u\u015furat de ceva. De cele dou\u0103 pungi. Pagub\u0103-n ciuperci, \u00eemi zic, dar totu\u015fi ar fi meritat s\u0103-i st\u00e2lcesc garoiului fa\u0163a. Trec la urm\u0103toarea tarab\u0103 pe care sunt \u00eentinse zeci de ma\u015finu\u0163e. Zece euro bucata. Individul ce le vinde, un b\u0103tr\u00e2n miop ce-\u015fi suge buza inferioar\u0103, este mai mult ca sigur un colec\u0163ionar. Simt dintr-o dat\u0103 un gol \u00een stomac \u015fi-o sc\u00e2rb\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 vreo adres\u0103 anume. Vreau s\u0103 ies de acolo \u015fi c\u00e2nd dau s\u0103 m\u0103 retrag calc o potaie pe laba din dreapta fa\u0163\u0103. Jigodia se-ntoarce instinctiv \u015fi-\u015fi \u00eenfige fulger\u0103tor col\u0163ii \u00een piciorul meu. Idioata de bab\u0103 care-a venit cu javra \u00een t\u00e2rg se uit\u0103 cu repro\u015f la mine de parc\u0103 eu a\u015f fi fost de vin\u0103. \u00cemi vine s-o mu\u015fc de obraz, dar mi-e grea\u0163\u0103 de fardul ce-i at\u00e2rn\u0103 de musta\u0163\u0103. \u00cemi dau coate \u015fi merg \u015fchiop\u0103t\u00e2nd p\u00e2n\u0103 la o banc\u0103 pe care stau doi \u00eendr\u0103gosti\u0163i ce se privesc f\u0103r\u0103 \u00eencetare. M\u0103 a\u015fez pe col\u0163ul b\u0103ncii, apoi \u00eenaintez cu fundul spre fat\u0103. Cum gestul meu n-o determin\u0103 s\u0103 plece, \u00eemi flexez piciorul v\u0103t\u0103mat \u015fi suflec cracul pantalonilor. O ran\u0103 diform\u0103, din care dou\u0103 firicele de s\u00e2nge se preling \u00een \u015fosete, se arat\u0103. \u00cendr\u0103gosti\u0163ii pleac\u0103. M\u0103 uit la oamenii ce-mi trec prin fa\u0163a ochilor \u015fi care se \u00eengr\u0103m\u0103desc s\u0103 vad\u0103 ni\u015fte gravuri f\u0103cute \u00eentre cele dou\u0103 r\u0103zboaie mondiale. Ce carnaval de rahat! M\u0103 duc acas\u0103 ca s\u0103 m\u0103 sp\u0103l. Nu-i ceva ce fac \u00een mod obi\u015fnuit, dar am o \u00eent\u00e2lnire disear\u0103. Tot o rom\u00e2nc\u0103, c\u0103 de alte na\u0163ii se pare c\u0103 n-am parte. A trecut s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2na trecut\u0103 pe la service ca s\u0103-i schimb o roat\u0103. \u015ei cum ar\u0103ta bine, i-am zic c\u0103-i fac o reducere dac\u0103 accept\u0103 s\u0103 ne \u00eent\u00e2lnim dup\u0103. O duc la film, mi-a zis un prieten c\u0103 e la cinema un film \u00een englez\u0103 s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2na asta. Nu prea pricep eu engleza, \u00eens\u0103 tipa p\u0103rea de\u015fteapt\u0103. Leb\u0103da Neagr\u0103 cic\u0103-i zice filmului. Ceva cu balet, deci pe gustul femeilor. Plus c\u0103 am auzit c\u0103 are \u015fi c\u00e2teva scene erotice. E exact ce-mi trebuie.
\nAcas\u0103 nu e ap\u0103 cald\u0103. De fapt e, dar nu a\u015fa de cald\u0103 cum a\u015f fi vrut eu s\u0103 fie. Am s\u0103-mi sp\u0103l doar piciorul. \u00cemi dau \u015fosetele \u015fi pantalonii jos \u015fi trec la fapte. Cotrob\u0103i apoi prin toate sertarele \u015fi dulapurile \u00een speran\u0163a c\u0103 am s\u0103 g\u0103sesc o alt\u0103 pereche de \u015fosete. N-am \u00eens\u0103 noroc, sunt toate puse la sp\u0103lat. M\u0103 tenteaz\u0103 s\u0103 bag m\u00e2na \u00een co\u015ful cu rufe, dar mirosul m\u0103 alung\u0103. Trebuie neap\u0103rat s\u0103 trec pe la sp\u0103l\u0103torie zilele astea. A\u015f putea s\u0103 m\u0103 duc chiar acum, dar mi-e a\u015fa de lene \u015fi foame. Am s\u0103 m\u0103n\u00e2nc disear\u0103, \u00eei iau tipei un kebab, mie o \u015faorm\u0103 \u015fi aia e. \u015etiu \u015fi unde s-o duc. E un fast food turcesc l\u00e2ng\u0103 gura de metrou, unde kebab-ul e doar doi euro. E de abia ora patru f\u0103r\u0103 ceva. Mai sunt \u00eenc\u0103 trei ore p\u00e2n\u0103 la \u00eent\u00e2lnire. M\u0103 culc ca s\u0103 mai treac\u0103 timpul \u015fi ca s\u0103 uit de foame.
\n\u00cemi iau \u015fosetele pe care le-am avut mai devreme. Una e \u00eenc\u0103 umed\u0103, \u00eembibat\u0103 \u00een s\u00e2nge, dar n-are nimic, merge \u015fi a\u015fa. M\u0103 dau cu gel, m\u0103 frec pu\u0163in cu s\u0103pun ca s\u0103 miros frumos \u015fi m\u0103 duc. Ajung la cinema la \u015fapte f\u0103r\u0103 un sfert, cu 5 minute \u00eenaintea \u00eent\u00e2lnirii. M\u0103 a\u015fez la r\u00e2nd \u00een fa\u0163a unicului ghi\u015feu deschis \u015fi c\u00e2nd ajung la cas\u0103 \u00eei cer dou\u0103 bilete la Leb\u0103da Neagr\u0103. Am uitat c\u0103 pe aici nu se vorbe\u015fte rom\u00e2n\u0103, a\u015fa c\u0103 \u00eencerc \u00een pu\u0163ina englez\u0103 pe care-o \u015ftiu. M\u0103 aplec spre individ ca s\u0103 nu m\u0103 aud\u0103 ceilal\u0163i oameni \u015fi s\u0103 m\u0103 fac de r\u00e2s \u015fi-i zic: \u0102\u0103\u0103, tu bilete la Darc Leb\u0103da. Dobitocul nu pricepe. \u00cencerc prin semne: tu, adic\u0103 dou\u0103 degete, bilete m\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc s\u0103 nu-i mai spun c\u0103 doar nu vinde gogo\u015fi \u015fi trec direct la titlu: darc, f\u00e2l-f\u00e2l. Tot nu \u00een\u0163elege. Darc b\u0103rd. B\u0103rd, \u00eei spun \u015fi dau din m\u00e2ini. Pe fa\u0163a cretinului apare un z\u00e2mbet \u015fi m\u0103 simt dintr-o dat\u0103 salvat. \u00cei dau dou\u0103zeci de euro, iar el \u00eemi \u00eentinde dou\u0103 tichete \u015fi c\u00e2teva monede. Le num\u0103r atent, apoi m\u0103 duc s-o a\u015ftept pe tip\u0103 la intrare. Mor de foame. Se face \u015fapte f\u0103r\u0103 cinci, apoi \u015fapte fix. S\u0103 vezi c\u0103 pocitania asta nu mai vine, mi-a dat \u0163eap\u0103! Mai stau p\u00e2n\u0103 la \u015fi zece, apoi intru singur. Dup\u0103 ce trec de un hol de sticl\u0103, p\u0103trund \u00eentr-o \u00eenc\u0103pere plin\u0103 de u\u015fi numerotate. Bag capul pe una \u015fi \u00eemi dau seama c\u0103 de fapt \u00een spatele u\u015filor sunt s\u0103li de cinema. M\u0103 uit pe bilet vreo c\u00e2teva minute s\u0103 v\u0103d la ce sal\u0103 e filmul meu, apoi m\u0103 las p\u0103guba\u015f \u015fi deschid la nimereal\u0103 o u\u015f\u0103. Se aud voci de tineri, a\u015fa c\u0103 prind curaj. Caut, prin semi\u00eentuneric, un loc liber, dar nu observ niciunul. M\u0103 duc spre ultimul r\u00e2nd, \u00eens\u0103 e ocupat \u00een totalitate de ni\u015fte pu\u015ftani cu frizuri ciudate. M\u0103 \u00eentorc \u015fi m\u0103 duc mai \u00een fa\u0163\u0103. Observ pe primul r\u00e2nd un scaun gol. M\u0103 \u00eendrept acolo \u015fi m\u0103 a\u015fez pe punga de floricele a unuia. \u00cel \u00eentreb dac\u0103-i ocupat, iar omul, un chelios la vreo treizeci de ani, \u00eemi face semn c\u0103 nu. M\u0103 afund \u00een scaun \u015fi dau capul pe spate, dar tot nu reu\u015fesc s\u0103 cuprind cu privirea \u00eentregul ecran. Trebuie s\u0103-mi rotesc \u00een permanen\u0163\u0103 g\u00e2tul ca s\u0103-mi dau seama ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103. Toat\u0103 v\u00e2nzoleala asta mi se pare al naibii de obositoare, a\u015fa c\u0103 m\u0103 concentrez doar la centrul ecranului. S\u0103 mor dac\u0103 mai \u00een\u0163eleg ceva! Ah, erau reclame, acum \u00eencepe. Se sting \u015fi ultimele l\u0103mpi, iar \u00een sal\u0103 se las\u0103 o lini\u015fte morm\u00e2ntal\u0103. Ecranul se lumineaz\u0103 treptat, iar pe el apar ni\u015fte bra\u0163e \u00eentinse. Privesc \u00een spate, iar pu\u015ftanii \u0103ia cu frizuri ciudate, s\u00e2nt cu to\u0163ii \u00een picioare, cu m\u00e2inile \u00eenainte. Dac\u0103 n-au de g\u00e2nd s\u0103 \u015fad\u0103 pe scaune mai bine m-ar fi l\u0103sat pe mine s\u0103 stau jos acolo, \u00een ultimul r\u00e2nd. Aici m\u0103 ia cu ame\u0163eala. M\u0103 \u00eentorc spre ecran \u015fi-n locul lebedei mult a\u015fteptate apare mutra pocit\u0103 lui Hitler. Tinerii sunt \u00een extaz. De pe r\u00e2ndul al doilea se aud ni\u015fte glasuri pi\u0163ig\u0103iate, \u015fu\u015fotind \u00eentr-o rom\u00e2n\u0103 st\u00e2lcit\u0103:
\n\u2013 La ce film m-ai adus, b\u0103i Rafaele, m\u00e2nca-\u0163i-a\u015f tu pe-a mea de bulangiu ce e\u015fti. Nu vezi c\u0103-i cu nebunu\u2019 de-a vrut s\u0103 ne omoare?
\n\u2013 S\u0103-\u0163i tr\u0103iasc\u0103 ce-ai mai scump acas\u0103, dac-am \u015ftiut. Facem lini\u015fte, d\u0103m cu ciorda ce-om apuca \u015fi ne tir\u0103m.
\nApoi glasurile sunt acoperite de vocea naratorului povestind nu \u015ftiu ce, \u00een german\u0103. H\u0103r\u0163i, avioane, bombardamente, ruine \u015fi a\u015fa mai departe. Poate c\u0103 leb\u0103da \u015fi baletul s\u00e2nt \u00een cea de-a doua parte. \u00cencerc s\u0103 fiu atent, dar m\u0103 dor ochii de nu mai pot. Privesc ba cu unul, ba cu cel\u0103lalt, apoi \u00eei \u00eenchid ca s\u0103 \u00eemi treac\u0103.
\nCred c\u0103 am adormit, c\u0103ci sala e goal\u0103, ecranul negru, l\u0103mpile stinse, iar mie \u00eemi lipse\u015fte un adidas. Cel drept. St\u00e2ngul e l\u00e2ng\u0103 piciorul meu \u015fi pute a hoit. Cred c\u0103-i de la s\u00e2nge. \u00cel iau \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103 \u015fi ies afar\u0103, apoi m\u0103 \u00eendrept spre cas\u0103. O lun\u0103 imens\u0103 a r\u0103s\u0103rit din Konningswinter, de pe cel\u0103lalt mal al Rinului \u015fi m\u0103 urm\u0103re\u015fte. Descui u\u015fa, iar un miros de-\u0163i str\u00e2mb\u0103 nasul m\u0103 izbe\u015fte drept \u00een fa\u0163\u0103. Am uitat s\u0103 las geamurile deschise, iar rufele murdare \u015fi-au \u00eempr\u0103\u015ftiat, probabil, duhoarea. Le bag, \u0163in\u00e2ndu-mi respira\u0163ia, \u00een ni\u015fte pungi \u015fi m\u0103 duc la sp\u0103l\u0103torie. Pe o banc\u0103, aduna\u0163i \u00een jurul unor sticle de vodc\u0103, pu\u015fstanii \u0103ia nazi\u015fti de la cinema vorbesc \u015fi gesticuleaz\u0103 ca ni\u015fte apuca\u0163i. \u00cei ocolesc, trec strada, mai merg pu\u0163in \u015fi intru \u00een sp\u0103l\u0103torie. \u00cendes cu picioarele hainele \u00eentr-o singur\u0103 ma\u015fin\u0103 de sp\u0103lat, ca s\u0103 pl\u0103tesc doar jum\u0103tate, apoi m\u0103 scobesc dup\u0103 monede. Dup\u0103 ce adun suficiente le introduc \u00een chestia aia din perete, apoi ap\u0103s num\u0103rul ma\u015finii mele. \u00cemi trag un scaun \u015fi m\u0103 a\u015fez \u00een fa\u0163a ei, a\u015ftept\u00e2nd s\u0103 \u00eenceap\u0103. \u015etiu din experien\u0163a altora c\u0103 programul, indiferent pe care-l alegi, dureaz\u0103 o or\u0103. T\u00e2mpenia nu mai \u00eencepe. Cum nu-i nimeni aici \u00eei car dou\u0103 \u015futuri, s\u0103 m\u0103 \u0163in\u0103 minte, apoi verific dac\u0103 am selectat bine ma\u015fina. Trebuia s\u0103 m\u0103 a\u015ftept. Am ap\u0103sat 12, iar rufele sunt \u00een 13. Le mut dintr-o parte \u00een alta, ascunz\u00e2ndu-mi nasul \u00een buzunarul hainei. \u00cen sf\u00e2r\u015fit, cuva se rote\u015fte. Pot s\u0103 m\u0103 duc s\u0103-mi iau o o \u015faorm\u0103. \u015ei un kebab.
\nC\u00e2nd m\u0103 \u00eentorc o \u0163iganc\u0103 st\u0103 pe scaunul meu \u015fi se uit\u0103 la rufele mele. M\u0103 vede \u015fi se ridic\u0103, dar nu ca s\u0103-mi ofere locul, ci s\u0103-mi cear\u0103 ein euro.
\n\u2013 S\u00e2nt falit, \u00eei zic. Mi-am pierdut portofelul la cinema.
\n\u2013 O, ba\u015ftene, nu \u015ftiam c\u0103 e\u015fti de-al nostru, zice \u0163iganca.
\n\u2013 M\u0103 confunzi, nu vezi c\u0103-s alb la culoare?
\nSpoitoarea \u00eemi z\u00e2mbe\u015fte \u015fireat\u0103 apoi se a\u015feaz\u0103 iar pe scaun. Eu m\u0103 pun pe banc\u0103, l\u00e2ng\u0103 calorifer, iar ea \u00eencepe s\u0103 de\u015farte pe ma\u015fina de sp\u0103lat o mul\u0163ime de monede. Le separ\u0103, iar dup\u0103 aceea le num\u0103r\u0103.
\n\u2013 Trei sute de euroi, m\u00e2nca-i-a\u015f io p\u0103 ei.
\nA dracu\u2019, se mai d\u0103 \u015fi mare. Apoi, de parc\u0103 nici asta n-ar fi fost de ajuns, se apleac\u0103 spre mine \u015fi-mi spune:
\n\u2013 Nu vrei ba\u015ftane, ein euro, s\u0103-\u0163i tr\u0103iasc\u0103 familia?
\nRabd ce rabd, dar nu pot s\u0103 m\u0103 mai ab\u0163in \u015fi-i zic:
\n\u2013 Mar\u015f d-aici, zavragioaico! Ce dracu\u2019 mai a\u015ftep\u0163i? \u021ai-ai num\u0103rat b\u0103netul, \u0163i-ai f\u0103cut num\u0103rul, acuma car\u0103-te.
\n\u2013 Stai, nebune, s\u0103 mi se termine rufele.
\n\u2013 Care rufe? O \u00eentreb eu.
\n\u2013 Cum care? Nu vezi astea aicea? Zice ea, ar\u0103t\u00e2nd cu m\u00e2na spre singura ma\u015fin\u0103 de sp\u0103lat care func\u0163ioneaz\u0103. A mea.
\nDau s\u0103 protestez, dar chiar atunci intr\u0103 \u00een sp\u0103l\u0103torie doi \u0163igani cu trandafiri \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103.
\n\u2013 Haorde, Amalio. Are \u015fucheru\u2019 \u0103sta ceva bi\u015ftari?
\nDup\u0103 voce realizez c\u0103 sunt aceea\u015fi din sala de cinema.
\n\u2013 E rum\u00e2n, Rafaele, \u00eei r\u0103spunse \u0163iganca.
\n\u2013 Socheres, frate, \u00eemi zice apoi \u0163iganul mie.
\n\u2013 S\u0103 \u00eennebunesc, v\u0103rule, d\u0103 \u0103sta nu-i \u0103la de-l cau\u0163i, care te-a turnat la p\u00e2rnaie. Spuse al doilea.
\nM\u0103 ridic \u015fi m\u0103 \u00eendrept spre ie\u015fire, dar unul dintre ei \u00eemi \u0163ine calea:
\n\u2013 Stai a\u015fa, frate, unde te duci? Hai, pun-te la loc c\u0103 nu-\u0163i facem nimica. Vorbim \u015fi noi.
\n\u2013 M\u0103 gr\u0103besc, \u00eei r\u0103spund.
\n\u2013 P\u0103i \u015fi ruf\u0103ria cui o la\u015fi?
\n\u2013 Nu-i a mea, e-a ei.
\n\u2013 Minte ciriclia! Se revolt\u0103 spoitoarea.
\nDau s\u0103 m\u0103 strecor \u00eentre el \u015fi perete, dar \u0163iganul \u00eempu\u0163it se las\u0103 cu toat\u0103 greutatea pe mine, \u00een timp ce cel\u0103lalt m\u0103 face la buzunare. \u00cel \u00eemping \u015fi \u00eei dau una \u00een burt\u0103, dar imediat primesc o lovitur\u0103 la \u015fale, apoi o alta \u00een obraz
\n\u2013 D\u0103-i, b\u0103ga-mi-a\u015f…
\nDar n-apuc\u0103 s\u0103 termine c\u0103-i \u00eenfig un cot \u00eentre m\u0103sele, celuilalt un cap \u00een piept, \u015fi-o rup la fug\u0103 afar\u0103. M\u0103 \u00eendrept spre sec\u0163ia de poli\u0163ie, \u00eens\u0103 \u00eemi aduc dintr-o dat\u0103 aminte de pu\u015ftanii \u0103ia cu frizuri ciudate. Trec strad\u0103 \u015fi-i v\u0103d tot acolo, pe jum\u0103tate be\u0163i.
\n\u2013 Gypsys, urlu la ei, gypsys!
\nNu m\u0103 bag\u0103 \u00een seam\u0103. Duc m\u00e2na \u00een dreptul \u015fli\u0163ului \u015fi mimez urinarea.
\n\u2013 Fucking gypsys pi on Germany.
\n\u2013 Uer? Se arat\u0103 unul dintre ei interesat.
\nLe ar\u0103t cu degetul sp\u0103l\u0103toria, iar ace\u015ftia se ridic\u0103 \u015fi-o pornesc \u00een grab\u0103 \u00eentr-acolo, zdr\u0103ng\u0103nind ni\u015fte lan\u0163uri. M\u0103 a\u015fez pe banc\u0103 \u015fi iau o gur\u0103 din vodca pe care-au l\u0103sat-o \u00een urma lor. Am de g\u00e2nd s\u0103 mai a\u015ftept c\u00e2teva minute, apoi m\u0103 duc la poli\u0163ie s\u0103 le zic c\u0103-i b\u0103taie mare la sp\u0103l\u0103torie. Cine \u015ftie, poate dup\u0103 ce \u00eei aresteaz\u0103 o s\u0103 m\u0103 pot \u00eentoarce \u015fi eu s\u0103-mi iau hainele. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
de Alexandru Ioan Despina Am citit ieri, pe ni\u015fte afi\u015fe lipite cu band\u0103 adeziv\u0103 de cabinele telefonice, c\u0103 ast\u0103zi o s\u0103 se desf\u0103\u015foare ceva \u00een cartierul \u0103sta am\u0103r\u00e2t din sudul Bonnului. Cum nu pricep o boab\u0103 de german\u0103, am re\u0163inut, adic\u0103 am \u00een\u0163eles, doar data \u015fi orele: 19 Martie 2011, \u00eentre orele 10 \u015fi […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"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":[794,15],"tags":[786,1155,1115],"class_list":["post-7796","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-33","category-proza","tag-alexandru-ioan-despina","tag-egophobia-33","tag-proza"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-21K","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7796","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\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=7796"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7796\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7797,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7796\/revisions\/7797"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7796"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7796"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7796"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}