La Cerrito

 “I tell you for a fact, Signor Camillo, this Cerrito sallied forth two hours past midnight, surrounded with flowers and baskets and cartloads of paper, just like some flea or grasshopper. But, since every leap she makes deserves a yell of delight from these beggarly sons of whores, may they be sent to Hell and whoever dares to say so. Henceforth, before a dog can lift its leg, may they be confounded for evermore when they give voice like a jingling of bells. As for me, I should like to tell the Government to put a stop to all this infernal fuss instead of wasting time on trifles”.

Belli