With this issue, I greet the players for the holidays. I leave you with a tale light, tasty, suitable for young and old, seasoned with a bit of skepticism for the present and hope for tomorrow. A story that draws our land, hurled the past into the future.
Good reading.
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illustration Daniela De Maria C ' was a curious excuse that was used when we were young.
When a woman was the one married, and acceptance, and no longer thought that there could be no better women than she. When we did not need
networks in order to feel part of a group. When he was less alone and more serene.
When you saw the stories do not really, but you images into stories by the fire.
When the gym was getting up at dawn and ward off the sheep. Picking up trash or sweeping the floor with a pointed stick. Or pick fruit and harvest grain. And there were no ecological operators, elderly, or other similar words. When you do not feel offended at being called peasants. When the
eat a steak once a month but I can taste it, and saw the halves on the plate while the cocevi.
When ordinary people had no need to crap or Saturday nights to cheer the evening. It was enough wine, and no killed died at the wheel, because it remained in the country.
Now there is that if you follow this road takes you everywhere. We can also go to England, where are all crazy and just get you to change your life. Once was enough just to see how he was traveling. Did you know that there were enemies, for some red ones were beyond the sea, other than those overseas ...
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