Alessandro Bianchi

Name: Alessandro Bianchi.
Age: 64 years.
Date of birth: February 14, 1962
Place of birth: Italy.
Occupation: Formerly an industrial worker/Retired.

His parents were hardly good role models. His mother, Bianca, was an alcoholic who often drank herself into oblivion, and his father, Román, was rarely home. They both neglected Alessandro to such an extent that he suffered from malnutrition as a child. His only way to survive was by joining gangs, where older members would ask him to do "jobs" in exchange for food and sometimes, when his parents argued, for shelter. He was forced to continue attending school, where he had already repeated several grades.

In his youth, he wasn't exactly a role model; you could describe him as a "delinquent." He was the typical punk who made jokes and tried to act tough. His parents' lack of attention and his teachers' constant accusations caused him to give up trying to be a good student. Everything changed when he met her. She was sweet and kind, something he'd never received before: attention and affection. It wasn't hard to fall in love, and eventually, he made her his girlfriend. She was the reason he decided to drop out of school and start working. He wanted to build a safe home with her, a little house where they could come home for dinner, a little house where they could raise their children.

Fate was cruel; due to certain problems and situations, they were never able to start a family: Upon reaching old age, she regretted almost every day not starting a family with him.

As an old man, he has the appearance of a hunched figure, about 5'1". His hands are wrinkled like prunes, his cheeks are sagging, and his hair is sparse and gray. His eyes are narrowed with age, and he speaks slowly; chewing food is difficult for him, and at that point, even walking is torture.

In his youth, he was a handsome young man with blue eyes. His face seemed sculpted by angels themselves—delicate, with a strong jawline and porcelain-smooth skin. He stood 6'4" and always wore dark-colored clothing: spikes, leather, and belts with large buckles. His hands were marked by thick veins, and his body was scarred from frequent fights and accidents.

He used to be an energetic and jealous young man: he wouldn't let anyone get within a meter of his beloved. He really acted like a puppy with her; he loved receiving attention and, above all, giving it. Compliments, kisses, and gifts were never lacking in his home.

As an old man, he is calmer, happy to have married his wife but regretful that his actions weren't exactly right. He is too quiet; he doesn't shout or get angry, he just smiles and speaks with tremendous composure.

• He usually blushes like a tomato when his wife takes his hand; whether young or old, his heart beats so fast he feels like it's going to melt.
• He loves to say nice things and compliments to his wife; he believes she is the most precious person in the entire universe.
• When she touches him, he trembles like a puppy, wiggles his hands, and smiles foolishly.
• He much prefers to make calls from public telephones rather than use a cell phone.
• He makes faces when someone talks a lot about his wife or with her.
• Did I mention he's jealous? Oh, well, he can't stand seeing anyone with his wife.
• Uses a cane when walking.

As an elderly person:

• He loves to sit and read the newspaper.
• He plays chess with his wife, although he eventually ends up losing. He often calls himself a "brute".
• Coffee has reached an age where you can't eat without drinking a good cup of coffee.
• Although she likes sweet things, she can't eat desserts because of her high blood pressure.
• And above all, more than coffee and books, he LOVES his wife.

As a young man.

• Rock, metal, and any song loud enough to burst the eardrums of a sane person.
• The color black in clothing, makeup, and even painting their nails with black varnish.
• Skinny jeans where you definitely see more than you should.
• Silver bracelets, rings and jewelry.
• Long, disheveled hair.
• And above all, he loves his wife madly.

As an elderly person:

• Loud noises.
• Toledo late.
• Technology, he often makes comments that begin with "In my day..." He tends to criticize everything new and, to tell the truth, he is quite dense when it comes to understanding technological advancement.
• Disrespect and bad language.
• He finds it difficult to listen to new songs with vulgar lyrics.
• He HATES any male being approaching his wife.

As a young person:

• He hates being judged, being mocked, or any comments about his appearance.
• Slow music.
• Let them play their instruments.
• He HATES any male being approaching his wife.