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“And the next time, make the models have another expression other than depressed”
“No, you can´t say that” a murmur was barely heard.
A silence fell on the meeting room, and Aldo took it to speak about the next big event.
“So, in four weeks, we will be having the San Marco’s Runway. Justin, how are the preparations for the lightning and catwalk?”
“The engineers have already solved the connection problem, and the architect is finishing a proposal that makes the Piazza di San Marco the scenography, which will be presented next Wednesday. There was a small conflict with the Basilica, about how we will be using their atrio…”
“We have all the permits awarded by the Consiglio Comunale, and the event was informed to the local authority, so they don’t have any funded arguments. Mirada, I will have your speech ready by next week”
“Thank you Aldo. Alicia, how is the collection going to connect to the canals and catholic symbolism…”
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“Sorry Aldo! there was the interview with Crawford, and the traffic was awful, how was the meeting?”
“Fine, we still don´t have a catwalk so please remind me next time to search for another architect”
“Ouch, okay, noted. Is it for the Venice Runway? It will be great! I wish I could go”
“The San Marco’s Runway and yes, you will miss it. Sorry Andrea, but I don’t think the thing growing inside of you will appreciate the 8 hours on the plane”
“A baby Aldo, not and Alien”
“Almost the same, well, lets go to the cafeteria, it´s late enough”.