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As soon as he woke up, Luigi pulled out the paper where he started taking notes on the alleged criminal of the accident that saw him involved and, without letting the brother notice, he updated it:
SKINNY
ABOUT 1,80 TALL
BUTTON NOSE
WELL KEPT MOUSTACHES
He folded the paper just in time: Mario peeked out of the threshold of the kitchen door.
“Hey Luigi. What do you think if this morning we had breakfast at the coffee shop?”
“I’d say that it isn’t a bad idea at all.”
“Good, let’s go then.”
Just before eight they were at the counter of the coffee shop half way down Arno street, with coffee and brioche and, on their way back, Luigi decided that he would go for a walk.
“I’m going home”, said his brother, “I’ll dust the furniture and I’ll keep reading the book I started.”
“Alrig
