恩佐是意大利北方那种身高六尺,魁梧骠悍的汉子。他在两条腿没锯掉以前,准保是个一表堂堂的男子汉。我见着他时,他大约五十岁光景。尽管瘦骨嶙峋,却依然不减当年的英俊,只是黑头发里稀稀拉拉添了几茎银丝。他在车椅里总是坐得笔挺,两只有力的手搁在大腿残肢上面,一对乌溜溜的眼睛一看就是个色迷。他开的饭馆离我住的公寓很近,顾客大都是工厂工人。 Enzo is the kind of six-foot tall, burly and tough guy in northern Italy. Before he saw two legs off, Quasi-Paul was a man of honor. He was about fifty when I met him. Despite the skinny, but still not diminished then handsome, but the black hair sparsely added a few stalks of silver. He always sat up in the chair, two powerful hands resting on the thigh stump, a pair of ugly eyes to see is a color fan. He opened the restaurant close to the apartment I live in, the customers are mostly factory workers.