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Sembla que hi ha qui ha demanat la lluna…

They concluded that Ran Manville had shimmied up the maple tree, crawled across the one low limb, and heaved himself onto Gwendolyn Lutz’s roof. As to why, no one had a good answer. It didn’t make much sense—a guy like him perched on a roof and singing “Just Tell Her Jim Said Hello” so the whole neighborhood could hear. Granted, he was a little touched, in Tommy Pahl’s words, but Ran Manville didn’t seem like the type to express himself in such an outward manner or shimmy his way up anything. Helen Wheeler claimed it was some kind of romantic gesture. Calvin Sumner blamed the humidity—unprecedented soupy air that had been hanging around for weeks. Muriel Wonsettler called it a ritual of some sort. Her husband dismissed that out-of-hand and argued that not everything has to be a ritual. “Some things,” he said, “are just what they are.” And Marigold Holloway blamed it on liquor. “Everyone just accepts it nowadays,” she said.

FRAGMENTVM “The Groundlings”

Arbitrabantur R. Manvillium ulmum ascendisse tumque ramum humilem transgressum in tectum G. Luciae se trahisse, sed nemo causam factorum nesciebat. Id rationis expers videtur, quod ipse Ieronimi carmen canens tanta voce in tecto sedet ut ab omnibus audiatur; R. Manvillius, cum in T. Palli verbis paulo lunae sit, non videtur qui aperte sententias loquatur vel ulla ascendat. Alia signa alii cives opinibantur: H. Vilicia animi amantis, C. Somnus umoris qui inauditus multos dies in aere crasso calebat, M. Vonsettlia cultus deorum, quacum vir statim dissentiebat, “Aliquae,” inquit, “sunt ut videntur.” Atque M. Holloveius culpam in vino conferebat, “Hodie,” inquit, “isti sunt novi mores.”