Stories of Paraná - The color of sin

Stories of Paraná - The color of sin

Color of sin
Luiz Groff

It was 1943 and anytime those brave boys CPOR could embark for war.
The imminent departure was pure pet peeve, but the film helped create the climate. And as the boys of the films tension dissipated swing dancing, the Curitiba, dancing bolero. There, with their girlfriends, here with whores.
Mucicy Street, number 1000. At the corner of the Augusto Stelfeld, which accentuates the slope, the left side than the right was the wall of the nuns of the Divine Providence, was the House of Ginette.
In breaking into boleros Tedda Diamant, who called everyone "mon Cherri" and said French, but it was the Rondinha.
Made to respect a maximum followed a champagne, but was not Mixe only gave pro pimp, the gringo bandoneon, double Argentinean by birth and by the hair at the temples.
Characteristic of that era of moralism and repression, the brothel was strictly family.
Dance, just the distance, a master room preventing encoxe.
In the fourth, with only light off and no kissing. And if the "instant" stretched, there came a knock at the door unfailing: - Jandira, so paid, this guy is not thinking it will spend the night, right?
Fortunately the horny guys was fierce and, despite the pressure, no one brochava nor ended the analyst.
In the middle of the class, stood out Tomashek Stanislaus, dentist, that shorter course, already working while others still studying.
Competent, hardworking, friendly, tall, blonde, blue eyes, would be a good party there were two details.
Was Polish and was a dentist.
In the class, was popular as always had money to pay the bills.
Only gave bad when trying to date a sister of a friend, because then painted prejudice, took a shot and the girl was sent to spend some time in Rio, to cool off, because Tomashek, despite being Polish and dentist, was attractive, let miss ...
Sunk in sorrow, Tomashek, every disappointment, if interned in Ginette, where fat wallet was king.
Monopolized the beautiful Paulette's sister, Ginette, by the "ettes", filled the horns of champagne and only left the house at the time
close.
And he had to, because the finalists early evening already laid wolf eyes upward Paulette, just waiting for the Polish go to draw the game.
One night in the early matina not bearing more prepuxo since early channel had exploded:
- Paulette, I'll leave this life.
Will you marry me?
- More, non! Impossible! You dentist and Polish!

Luiz Groff, engineer and chronicler


Source: Stories of Paraná, Brasil.