{"id":380,"date":"2010-04-21T18:22:00","date_gmt":"2010-04-21T18:22:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.evildressmaker.com\/?p=380"},"modified":"2010-04-21T18:22:00","modified_gmt":"2010-04-21T18:22:00","slug":"outoa-sifonkia-kankaan-mysteeri","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.evildressmaker.com\/?p=380","title":{"rendered":"Outoa sifonkia – kankaan mysteeri"},"content":{"rendered":"


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* kertojan\u00e4\u00e4nen\u00e4 pehme\u00e4 mutta hieman karski yksityisetsiv\u00e4-henkil\u00f6 *<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n


Olin viett\u00e4nyt <\/span>siin\u00e4 nuhjuisessa toimis… asussani jo monta p\u00e4iv\u00e4\u00e4. <\/span>Tuijotin ryppyist\u00e4 vaatekertaa sohvalla ja p\u00e4\u00e4tin ett\u00e4 tarvitsen puhtaat vaatteet. <\/span>Avasin vaatekaapin ja katseeni osui sifonkipuseroon jota en ollut k\u00e4ytt\u00e4nyt v\u00e4h\u00e4\u00e4n aikaan. Olin unohtanut sen. P\u00e4\u00e4tin pukea sen t\u00e4n\u00e4\u00e4n.<\/span> <\/span>Pukeuduin ja k\u00e4velin ikkunan alla olevan p\u00f6yd\u00e4n luo. <\/span>Tarvitsin toimintaa ja \u00e4kki\u00e4 tai muuttuisin valppaasta yksityisetsiv\u00e4st\u00e4 laiskaksi mukavuudenhaluiseksi vartijaksi. Kuulin kolahduksen k\u00e4yt\u00e4v\u00e4lt\u00e4 ja n\u00e4in varjon ohittavan ikkunan. Naapuri. Rahat alkoivat loppua eik\u00e4 minulla ollut yht\u00e4\u00e4n asiakasta eik\u00e4 yht\u00e4\u00e4n mysteeri\u00e4 ratkottavana. Kahvi oli juuri valunut ja kaadoin kupillisen. Satuin vilkaisemaan sifonkipuseron hihaa ikkunan \u00e4\u00e4ress\u00e4 ja h\u00e4tk\u00e4hdin. Sen pohjav\u00e4ri n\u00e4ytti siniselle. Olin varma ett\u00e4 ostaessani kankaan se oli ollut musta. Otin kahvikupin k\u00e4teeni ja k\u00e4velin takaisin ty\u00f6p\u00f6yd\u00e4n \u00e4\u00e4reen. <\/span>Nojauduin taaksep\u00e4in tuolissani ja tuijotin kellastuneita seini\u00e4 ja ilmassa leijuvaa savukiehkuraa.<\/span> Katsoin uudelleen puseron hihaa. Nyt se n\u00e4ytti taas mustalle. Samalla kuulin ovelta koputuksen. Vihdoinkin asiakas!<\/p>\n

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* narrator soft but deep private detective-person *<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

I’ve spent<\/span> quite many days in that shabby offi… outfit of mine. I was staring that wrinkled outfit on the sofa and decided that I needed clean outfit. I opened the wardrobe and saw chiffon blouse I haven’t been wearing for long time. I had forgotten it. I decided to wear it today. I got dressed and walked to the table by the window. I needed some action pretty soon otherwise I would turn from sharp private detective into lazy security person. I heard noise from the corridore and saw a shadow passing the window. Neighbour. I was running out of money and I didn’t have any customers and not a single mystery to solve. Coffee was ready so I poured myself a cup. I happened to glance the sleeve of my blouse. Background colour looked blue. I’m pretty sure it was black when I bought the fabric. I took my coffee cup and returned to my desk. I leaned back in my chair and steared the yellow walls and curl of smoke in the air. I looked at the sleeve again. It looked black again. At the same<\/span> time I head knocking on the door. Finally a customer.<\/p>\n

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Yksityisetsiv\u00e4nne \/<\/span>
Your private detective<\/span>
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\"\"<\/a><\/span><\/span><\/span>\"\"<\/a><\/span><\/span><\/span>\"\"<\/a><\/span><\/span>Alan p\u00e4iv\u00e4 p\u00e4iv\u00e4lt\u00e4 muistuttaa enemm\u00e4n ja enemm\u00e4n \u00e4iti\u00e4ni…\/<\/span><\/span><\/span>
<\/span>Day after day, more and more I remind me of my mum…<\/span><\/div>\n


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