This is part of my attempt to keep up my Italian. Ideally I shall read at least a page each day. I'm working my way through a collection of short stories - Italian Women Writing, edited by Sharon Wood.
This is a short story (less than 3 pages) concerning the dilemma of the narrator who has arranged to meet a colleague at the aiport. How is he to recognise the man? Simple. 'Io sono brutissimo.' (I am very ugly). The two pages examine the messages that either recognising the man or not will give. The situation is unresolved at the end.
Of course, holding a placard with his name on it would have solved the quandary, but then there would have been no story.