Adrift - Bar 1 / 4 Deconstruction of a dream 
The first and most distinct impression that there is a bar first meeting with Milan is that none of the heads behind this case and counter the thought has ever passed a bar
I want to open my own . With some approximation
legitimate images, in contrast, has become
the idea I want to do a lot of money and at worst want to work in a place where I can steal the scratch (and then make lots of money) .
Almost anything you see in a bar in Milan (the exceptions, as mentioned in the introduction to this guide, you tell us - but we already know to be sadly few, as one might expect from the exceptions) is the son of a longing for love or hope in humanity, tiles, counter, and any wood balustrades, balconies, railings, shelves are usually a collection of the worst that has ever been produced in their respective fields - unlikely gilding, faux granite and lacquered wooden coffins that seem to come from yacht sank a industrialotto arricchitosi coi cavalli. Si faccia attenzione: tali valutazioni non dipendono da chissà quale gusto di cui solo il sottoscritto è depositario. Lo sanno anche loro.
La maggior parte dei bar sceglie il peggio con coscienza, risentimento e rancore - va incontro al
brutto per confermare una visione dell'esistenza caratterizzata da un profondo cinismo (spesso figlio di dolori fiscali) e da un generico imbarbarimento dei costumi - cui non opporsi per evitare guai.
Chi non ne fosse convinto, si trattenga un po' di più in uno dei tanti bar tabacchi della città - a qualsivoglia ora del giorno.
Scoprirete presto, tra le altre cose, un'area dedicata ai videopoker - praticamente l'equivalente delle stanze del buco o, If you prefer, a kind of Sert with cherries instead of methadone. The people inhabiting
damned for eternity - or at least until the closing time - that fearless collide with the laws of statistics, with their package of MS and with a sense of emptiness that not even the worst of your Sunday afternoon. And 'people who are evil, and there is no need of the stethoscope for saying so - and tobacconists / bartenders or whoever they are able to let them pass before the eyes of humanity in a free fall without ever saying anything.
Neither are the intrusion into the lives of others and in the ruins, but Christ - that's you're giving them the poison, you are to change their currencies, are you who chose to have them there, you you who have chosen to continue the case.
Any opinion, even the most cynical, you have about it is sadly inevitable to recognize most of the bartenders capacity
epoché and away from human affairs that only Disney could be a bad match.
But just as the Disney shows, the bad guys lose.
In this case, at least, they lose customers.
how and this will be discussed in the following three chapters, trying to find some exercise without following the rule.
PS This is not a tourism board, but at the bar on the Piazza Piola sad parallel between the hole and draw poker rooms reach a concrete radiant: the sad machines (part of the proceeds of which goes straight into the coffers of the state, that the monitors with the help of SIAE) are confined in a sort of cave-tobacco inside the bar itself, a place where the sun does not even in the mornings July.
PPS The name that stands above the post is in Viale Romagna: the bar - just ex tobacco - is not among the worst, but inevitably suffer more than any other the ideal distance from your name.
