Miserable life - pie cornudo I (idioma italiano)

A new neighbor, I saw him a few days ago in the distance, he looked so familiar and then almost at the same time I read on FB that my asshole ex has moved into a new house. So I pulled myself together and called him, I didn't really want to hear his moron's voice again, but I wanted to understand if my suspicions were founded. And it was just like that, that beggar was my new neighbor, or rather ours: mine and my husband's. What balls to have him so close, years ago it had been fun to make him believe that he could aspire to be with me, but at some point he had become boring and could not last any longer than he had been. I still remember how heavy he had become when I left him. I was thinking of this when I knocked on his door. However, in 5 minutes I changed my mind: entering the house, surprisingly he didn't have time to close his laptop on which he was watching a fetish film.Oh how many ideas in my mind,impossible not to share them with my better half