who loves the style of dialect Girgentino Camilleri can only appreciate this adventure of Montalbano.
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inert numbness invaded the Commissioner of Vigata: a shuffling boredom. Well as to deaden trallerallera Catarella who stumbles between now and crossword puzzles. Montalbano read a novel by Simenon, and is distracted looking through an old vintage of "Domenica del Corriere" the phone keeps the laughs and the querulous and troublesome of susceptible girlfriend, always far, far away. Yet there had been a diversion. Two elderly bigots, brother and sister, by dint of preterite and aspirations, had rincappellato insanity on insanity. Their dementia had come to the fanaticism of the weapons. And the sheriff had left the field a holy instrument of sad passions and dried: an inflatable doll, defeat its use; one of those dolls that marriageable (Gadda said) you the "kisses, and we cry over, and you hope you icchè . And, given the kiss, you're the disenfi riforbisci and folded and placed, as a stretched his shirt. "Another doll sister, also defeated, but due to the corpse of a young tortured, was found later in a garbage can, in Brancati. ... It seemed an extravagance
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