The mercato rionale (local market) of St. Cosimato in Trastevere is a bubbly one. Located in the city square of the same name, it is one of the oldest local markets in Rome. The market, whose name owes its origin to the Church situated close by, has become the heartbeat of the city and is visited by the Trasverterini, Romans and tourists.
Here is the story my grandmother told me; I call it la storia della costanza (the story of Consistency), but she preferred to call it “la storia di Felice, Anno e Nuovo.” These were big families of Rome at the time that distinguished themselves in commerce and industry. But it was not always like that.
As the noisy train departed, for so were the old regional trains, I tilted my head backwards to support my spine if by any means I might continue my dream of home, with eyes closed this time. Less than fifteen minutes into the nap, I was awoken by the smile of this gentle lady. The smile was so bright that it shone into my heart, and I needed to see it with my eyes
The most surprising thing, however, is that she was asked not to participate in any shape or form in the investigation throughout the process of the investigation; she was not to ask any of the members questions regarding the investigation nor suggest any path she thinks they should investigate. According to the DNI Director, there were other important developments that the agency wanted her to focus on. She could go on with her role as the Director of the Unit. Chika was very mad with him and with everyone that took such a senseless decision
One day, Mr Pesca was asked to perform a function at a party in a neighbouring city. The organizers had bought many scented candles for the event and he was called to light them. Although the candles were so many, he accepted the job all the same because he needed money for his family.
At this point, Chika was more attentive, although she pretended to be more involved in munching her meat than in the stories that Chukwuma told. He told her that there is a special room inside the new Antiterrorism building called Room number 39. It is called Room 39 not because it’s the 39th room in the building; it's actually a highly
Kachi wasn’t having it. He told the participants at the meeting that he would go on to synthesise exactly what he had in mind originally, and that no one can stop him, including his financiers. He was willing to source for investment elsewhere if they decided to pull their money. And he reminded them that his contract with them didn’t include doing what they were asking. Needless to say that the meeting ended with the venture capitalist (VC) storming out of the room.
When the journalist received the anonymous e-mail, he discarded it as spam. After a few months, he received yet another anonymous e-mail with a sentence that seemed to refer to the solution for the puzzle he saw in the previous e-mail. He again trashed it. But when he received the third e-mail a month later at 3 am, he thought it was serious and decided to publish it. Who knows what this mysterious person want?
This is the biggest project Chukwuma has ever handled. Although he is specialised in the design and construction of highly security-oriented buildings, the other projects he has handled in the past were nothing close to this, maybe with the exception of the 5.6 billion dollars mansion of the Saudi Royal family. The rests were just projects below that amount but not less complex in their function nor less important in their use.
The FBI headquarters is the most prominent building on Quib’s avenue. Named after one of the founding fathers of the city, Quib’s avenue was one of the quietest places to live in. But that was before the federal government decided that the peace the residents enjoyed was too much and decided to add a little bit of Chaos to the environment.
It was a normal Thursday evening. Not really… It was a special Thursday evening at the National Intelligence headquarters on Pirro’s lane. That didn’t come out right either… It was an awesome day for two special people that work together at the National Intelligence headquarters. Yes… that’s the best way to put it. For the entire day, these two lovebirds have texted themselves while remaining undistracted from their high profile jobs. Their jobs are pretty sensitive if you really think about it. On them depend the Intelligence and so, the security of the entire national infrastructure. So, to think that they’ll be exchanging texts like the one below is absurd… or is it not?