The Plague We Live In (Part 8)

Thank you for calling me. I said.
My pleasure. I wanted to meet you. He answered.
I am curious. Why?
I read your book.
Which one?
The End Of Humanity.
Oh! I hope you enjoyed it.
A lot.
Thanks.
Yes. I am sincere. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here.
Thanks, again. I appreciated it.
Why do you live in Lithuania?
Oh...big question...I should say for love...which all moves without being moved! As Aristotle teaches...(I laughed)...of course....but it is not the only reason.What else, then?When I was a kid my country, our country, was different, was another world. Now everything has changed. There is a different skyline. We have been invaded by other cultures, races, bodies...this is not the culture, the society I grew up in. It has become a world I felt I didn't belong to anymore.But here you are a complete foreigner, this not your land...Better to be a foreigner in a foreign country than a foreigner in your country. It was so painful to be embedded into an extraneous mosaics.Is Italy missing?I miss my town. Empoli. I wouldn't have ever thought that I could miss my town. I didn't love Empoli while living there. But now almost every night I dream of Empoli.What do you miss the most?The atmosphere. The stillness, The provinciality. The bars, The pastries, above the bomboloni alla crema, with a lot of cream inside. And of course il caffè, il cappuccino...Alvaro burst into laughter.Do you really believe in reptilians? He added after calming down his laughter.Oddio! I answered. I should have seen a fanatic gleam in his eyes, but perhaps I was distracted by his question. It seemed that that word "Reptilians" had a magic sound in his mouth.I might have changed something if I had deciphered the direction of that gleam?