I was picked up by a mature white man of medium height – 09/22/2022 – Tati Bernardi

Last Tuesday (20) a very fantastic occasion occurred in my life. I was obtained by a center-aged white man. He crossed the corridor of the bar with stunning steps, tapped me on the shoulder and pulled me out of the nice and cozy and pleasant setting I was in – surrounded by the most effective that Sao Paulo nightlife needed to provide in phrases of libidinous poets and naughty lesbians. How good-looking I was that night time — and in order that nobody would witness such disgrace, she revealed to me softly: “I such as you!”

I replied, “Of course I such as you too.” Covering her face in order that even her lips couldn’t be learn, she stated, “You do not perceive what I like… [pausa dramática] You write.” “Yeah, I cherished your final ebook too.” “No, Tati, I’m critical, you already know? [cara de nojo], you discuss your self, you write for TV, you do a podcast, you want cash, you quarrel with folks on social media like “peloamore”, it is a completely different world to me, you already know? That’s why folks discuss badly. I wished to say that I will defend you as a result of I learn you and I such as you.”

Concha! So every part was resolved. Then I noticed the arrival of the Susa ship, the Dengue dancing, Prague blowing cleaning soap bubbles. The naked-wire me of at this time mixed with the naked-wire of my childhood and I’m exploding within the sky as a result of a MAN LIKES ME.

At that point, I regretted consuming solely salad for dinner. If I had eaten sufficient for a medal, I would by no means have missed this chance. A center-aged mature white man who walked down the aisle of a bar to SAVE this distressed determine known as “Woman author who defiled her aura by speaking about herself, writing for TV, doing podcasts and having fun with cash” deserved what a threatened lady may do. A coat of arms emblazoned with the moniker KING OF ALL is carved from the half of his huge lip that hangs down.

He, at all times a prime ten, actual author who lives on a piece of one thing, lastly noticed me, and now my anus will get a Playcenter neon signal. Four pegs on the ground, please, lady, so I can slap a phosphorescent stamp that entitles you to journey the ghost prepare of acceptance. Real writers. Crediário zombies are at all times stumbling round corners in small rooms that needs to be easy, computer systems that want oiling, to honor a good progressive sheath with love.

But life is so difficult that I listened to the litany of the good savior, and I thought with laughter about his monologue within the feminist viewers and wished to shoot it: “Done. Come in. I such as you. Signed. : males”. It was a chronicle. Ready. I closed the tip. But life, as I stated earlier than, is difficult. I actually cherished that man and his drunken phrases that night time, as a result of he damage me, as a result of of his vanity, as a result of he additionally loves cash (however possibly it is platonic love), as a result of good folks know learn how to wake up higher than good-looking gents. There is nothing extra hysterical than “I know what they are saying about you” and “let’s belief the man”, good safety and kindness. I left social media and went again to my ebook that night time.

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