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If you do not fear the Christmas queues at the cinema, just to see him run, is definitely worth.
A little taste ..

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The blog is mine, and here I write what I want when I want,

If you want to write a line, I write one, if I write I want to write 100 100.

I was going to delete, erase from the face of the earth this space.
I was ashamed not to update more, as if I gave (or Dassi?) A disappointment 20 to my readers.
But I am still managed to convey my message ... Lack of inspiration: D

I must say that this lack of post is not an end in itself ..

Since it signed up to Facebook I can suppress the desire to Web 2.0 and social networking elsewhere.

I am enjoying the holidays, late sleeper, fancazzismo afternoon, good evening ..
pity that I should be studying for exams in January, but I want to give me until tomorrow this pause for reflection, to begin again until the New Year.

'NDO Andam A NEW YEAR?

How many times have I heard this phrase in the last 15 days ... no satisfactory response no ..

Well if all goes as it should yours truly goes out of town for the first time, that in the capital, in good company of course:)

No news in particular to communicate, I wrote these four lines only try to pick up the pace (absolutely frantic and compulsive) than once ..

Ergo, a hug to everyone and a happy 2009 if we do not see you back!

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On the verge of closing ...


.. I wish you much .. waiting for me back the urge to write something in this small space;)

Hello everyone and see you soon!

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.. from the wounds of Velvet, which currently broadcasts on behalf of VivereSenigallia (temporarily down for hosting a disservice):

cut the ribbon this afternoon at 16.30 to the ice rink set up Rovere on the lawn of the fort. A slip with the first track shoes, made at the expense of Confcommercio and Confesercenti, Mauro will Guenci, the highly decorated skater Senigallia, which will start the fun family size, young people and for those who want to try.

Comments Hot: Will our Guenci to reach his usual average of 120 km / h?

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Piassa ...

Inspired by ' high I dedicate this wonderful poem Milan close (perhaps you readers will not understand Senigallia) who, for one, has opened enormous written with beautiful artistic significance, the Perilli underpass (or Giannini) untouched until recently.

Enjoy!

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I wanted to tell you ..

.. this site.

Many of you already know, and to them I extend an invitation to follow the instructions (although in English!) always reflecting their own thoughts ...

Who does not know him, well, that is, is yet another cry to the heavens with hope and desire for change. If you are tired of the immortal fire of our Prime Minister, this space may be worthwhile for you to feel, or at least, to say that your opinion consents to the Premier is well below the 50-60-70-chipiùnehapiùnemetta%.

Contrary to what one might think, this space is completely apolitical, in short, a moral issue.

If Berlusconi does not represent you in fact do not be ashamed to show off your usual face of M **** and write the fucking lines 5 in the palm of your hand.
Oh, yeah, I forgot .. Maybe you do not have time to lose these useless crap ...

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I almost bought a diaper

I wish I could live like that, like them ...



.. and who? Who does not think like me ...
No concern , pure thoughtlessness, always with the smile in the mouth ..

One of the most beautiful advertising I've ever seen ... almost almost I buy a diaper, so To begin with:)

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can dirmene how many do you think, but so will never equal.

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Change Can Happen


been waiting for this day for a long time, I admit .


It finally arrived, my hopes and those of millions of fibula in the world but especially in the States, came to fruition, at least once.

for once I want to believe that things really changed for the better, and for the longest period possible. In

campaign promises if they so many, too many. From

personucole as our Prime Minister and the like, I can and I expect that the allegations made in the election campaign to end up forgotten on the day after the victory.

I believe, in the interests of all Americans, that what Barack said to be implemented, not only used as a magnet for votes.

I believe that the first black president, the youngest, is also the first president who really transformed the United States of America.

I believe that our Prime Minister will be spared the usual figures shit man (at least on paper) the most powerful in the world. Personally, I struggle to see him shake hands with his usual smile Paraculo, but the hope is the last to die ....

There is not a black America and white America and Latino America and Asian America - there is the United States of America.

- Barack Obama

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I paint a big part, it takes a big brush! Dependencies

Sunday, October 26, 2008. 7:30 am. New time.

nated I know a lady who I whispered i608. It was not a relative nor Madonna: It was the mayor who reminded me that my tax code is clearly written that I was born in Senigallia. The dream throws me off the bed.

Almost did not want to believe, I managed to wake up in time for the big event: the repainting of the underpass Perilli, renamed underpass "Giannini". load on a handful of brushes and 3 " caldarello " and catapult me \u200b\u200binto the car ready for adventure. good atmosphere, no time wasters, good reception.

After the initial disorientation after de ave turn over rate as 'n ciambotta' , rediscover the pennellaio in me until this morning that had been segregated to paint the inside of my head, empty but well painted.

rubbish aside, it was an opportunity to chat with the philosophers of the blogosphere Senigallia, the boys CheVitaFè , those wishing to backgammonaio Photo Senigallia, Pinto man ubiquity, The plague Velvet (foreman, PR, Organizer, Manager, Motivator and Moderator), poping and forgive me if I forgot someone (very likely since I have a RAM instead of the brain, but very little painted)

Among various buffet a free ride and a little 'sweat looks a bit' in about four hours there we managed, as well as well.

satisfaction was the most beautiful signature on the parchment painstaking designed from the legendary Patrick, the expert in the field, who, with his typical accent the Tuscan-Emilian-Milan has improvised a great leader of armies of painters.

wait to see the various posts of the citizens fact, if nothing else for me to have a laugh and look at the thousands of photos that were taken ...



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Internet can create potentially dependencies.

The potential energy is (Wikipedia) "the ability to do work that the body possesses by virtue its position within a field of conservative forces "

Internet, beyond the physical architecture, back, cables, routers, providers, nodes, and so on, is made up of people .

Potentially I can use my connection to communicate with any person connected to me at the same time, attarverso different channels, such as social networks, instant messaging, email, newsgroups , et forth.

With my blog can potentially communicate with all those who have an internet connection, unless some crazy not to put to stick around flyers with a few posts written by me.

The Web itself is the technology that has revolutionized the modern era, the many advantages it has brought into our homes and our lives is there for all to see ..

I used the word several Vole potentially, intentionally.
You can develop a dependency. New dependencies, that 7 / 8 years ago did not exist, or rather existed in another form, as saying .. Offline.

The wide availability of public and cost of the vehicle, make Internet half widely used for the distribution and use materials with pornographic content. In fact, with the advent of the Internet, especially for the deployment of systems such as file sharing (file sharing), pornography has become instantly and anonymously available everywhere and for everyone.
(Wikipedia)

Basically, if you went from first newspaper or videonolo , paying embarrassed, now you have to do that PC access, free of charge, without shame ..
The pornodipendenza there and we hear about Little testimonies help to understand what I'm talking about and how serious (and unfortunately common) is the phenomenon.

To make the numbers also refer to her ;)



Internet can ruin your life. Such as cigarettes, drugs and alcohol. And a rejection of the exam:)

I said before that you can develop addiction, in fact there is not only pornography (even if the market is the largest business network generates) but not other forms of addiction known, softer, but not necessarily deserve less attention.

Dependence on social networking . It develops in teenage age, each of us knows at least one individual who is totally addicted to sites such as MySpace, Netlog, Badoo, Facebook (the latter may seem apparently out of danger a network-dependent, but changed his mind after seeing this video)

addiction update. Every single moment there are concerns that the versions of software on your system are updated to the latest available beta or alpha.
This dependency has developed only by me. Who knew other individuals suffering from the same syndrome, please contact me to organize groups of recovery and discussions on the subject.

addiction news. A score of web pages simultaneously inform the employee of any news-sort of news in real time, ranging from food to finance, from cinema to weather, from technology to the pope.
RSS feeds accelerate the development of this disease, making easier the hard work of updating the page.

addiction flash games . It starts with a lazy afternoon where you have nothing to do, then you turn on your PC, you google " Games " and in less than no time the victim is found to deal with Flashgames. com, Giochi.it, friv.com , and I defy anyone to come away from these Websites. Can I ask my girl if he can help me make an in-depth reporting on this topic maybe, after a brief interview to better understand the hardships and problems of this psychological slavery.
Addiction Community. There are different types of community can become addictive over time. Usually the individual has the desire to share their interests and hobbies with other people, known of course through the Internet, which no one has the faintest idea who they really are.
This in itself is not a bad thing, indeed, it is even socially useful.
But addiction, you know, is just around the corner ...

eBay addiction. The more expensive. After the porn (at high levels). It has several phases:

1. Registration. It is fashionable. All have an eBay account, but few actually use it really. Phase, however, indispensable.
2. Purchase of the first object that you can not afford, such as a Ming $ 10,000, thinking that so do not spend a euro if you pull money out of his pocket .. Result: Before
3. admonition.
4. After the casts, repeat the shameful act with an object of lesser value, but you magically forget to pay. Result:
5. Blast account. But not enough ..
   
6. re-entry with a different name
7. started to purchase useful, see for PC components, shoes, CDs, arbre magique. [We have finally understood the value of eBay!]
8. Given the ease to shop (at the bottom you only need a paypal account linked to your credit card) starts the perversion: the individual buys everything on eBay, -staple cotton from lighters, pens from the tires, angry often because there are no food items. They begin the first financial problems. A downward toward failure.
   
9. Often the loss of work force and family man (rarely the woman, given limited ability to use credit cards online and the like) to invest a little money left in another way ...
10. It paves the way for another type of addiction:

addiction gambling / betting. There are dozens of sites that allow anyone to bet online on all types of sport or event (the British are far ahead in this field and outrageously speaking)
This type of dependency does not develop without having experience in real world.
A poker player starts the game board, and those who bet on the horses he does it the first time in the agency. It must be said that the Internet helps a lot in meeting the needs of those individuals consuming.

email addiction. The first ever was born. There are no human cases every 10 minutes check the mailbox of their home. Perhaps because the postman comes once a day, and still knocks twice. But the email .. the email ...
A moment that control. Ok. Only one of Feisbuc. I said. The email may arrive at any minute, every second it in your inbox, if you ever have just one. The addiction begins when you check your email more than 5 times a day, still do not do business. The individual spam cursing, blasphemy against chain letters, and yells to the nth mail from the site to which the entry was made years ago. At the end the patient himself with spam emails that have to empty the subject "The early bird catches the worm."

addiction chat. Msn for young people, Skype for adults, emesene for geeks. All chat but fortunately they do it for a few hours a day. More contact, more conversations, more conversations, more time lost. The syndrome of IM enables individuals to enter tens of characters per second, without looking at the keyboard and of course anything else that is not the monitor.

Warcraft addiction. are sincere. Absolutely did not want to write a post so long, but one thought leads to another e. .. Let's go. Sailing in my usual complete lack of interest I come across a news article. Look at this picture:

The guy who owns this small station, [ reporting what I read ]

has 36 accounts of World of Warcraft, played simultaneously on 11 different computers .

The accounts of bradster (nickname of the mysterious individual) is about $ 5711 of Abona and taxes.

"Not bad considering it as a hobby, I do not think there will be more expensive than the more expensive there out of World of Warcraft. "

Bradster also has 36 copies of Wrath of the Lich King, which will cost him $ 1,500 more. He chose to do this simply because he wants to invade Stormwind and Ironforge.Lui same.

I think I said anything. After a period jokingly, as he wanted to be the central part of the article, I would like to underline this news ..
This guy, in my opinion, has ruined his life. The human being was not designed by nature to stand for hours in front of "a" monitor. The harcore-gamers, you know, withstand long periods of time without eating and drinking, go in the bathroom or sleep. Somebody leave the pens.

Unfortunately as in all such cases, generally speaking now, the mind under certain circumstances proves fatally weak, and when will power fails, you're fucked.

people alone, without support, it is not their fault.
Saran just words in the wind, but you have all my sympathy.

Stay tuned

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Step 2: Mission accomplished pre-exam anxiety

The result of about a month's study, more or less intense, is finally arrived.
A little 'suffered a bit' deserved (perhaps ), this beautiful 27 was magically added to blue booklet engineers .

A special thanks to Mauro , without which I would definitely past the anal phase ehmehem ... the first phase .. Script:)

The dream of graduating from March is slowly materializing, and Monday officially begins the final rush.

in 5 months:
Energy, 2 Acoustics, Engineering, Management Company of TLC (3 credits)
+
Fundamentals of Electromagnetics (6CFU)
+
Internships

challenge ...

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Pending the outcome of tomorrow in the meantime enjoy the video;)


In the video, the tireless Mallu, Mauro, Pong, George, and myself behind his N70;)

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Phase 1: Completed

Touching the balls I hope I've passed the written permission of automatic control, with a decent vote.
Phase 1 is completed, now the biggest obstacle is the hearing, if all goes well next Thursday, where the probability of being "struck off" is quite high.


Good luck.

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Graphology as a science ... I see the specialist.

was a summer evening last month and in the main square there was a man sitting on a bench in front of a major who was placed on a PC, the sheets and pens.

I was with my friends and kind to us curious. As we approached we found that dealt with scientific graphology, which is a study of personality through writing.

So as a joke we decided to write something for us to analyze.

This was the sentence that I wrote (you could write a shopping list, the content was not important): "Today a type of bar I stole € 3 * and now I do otherwise is stealing other 3 "
€ * 3 was the cost analysis graphology

The expert was impressed by my words a bit 'naughty ... it seemed as interested me to discover aspects of my personality. Here is the response

: Very affectionate and sweet, sometimes shy and introverted, you do not like groups and noisy if you open up your confidence is gained with sweetness.
Do you have a personality of many contrasts, you can be quiet or nervous, but in all sensitive and very tenacious.
communicated mainly through emotional and sensitive feelings .. with a smile, a tear or a manifestation of surprise.

A bit 'sad dates, times, the impression of being very willing to step out of your private island, live in perceptions, feelings and moods.

Trusting someone to the point of considering it a victory for you friend is slow and difficult, once established, however, friendship has a very high value for you and discovered, so loyal and helpful.
Whatever your personal inclinations of the nobility, all with your ability to study this and find yourself, with your attitude to the analysis, every little detail.
seemingly quiet hide unsuspected worlds, belongs to the surprise and unpredictability, not addressed at random a defense or offense, but very carefully, you prepare to find resources of courage valendovi your intelligence, perception and great insight.
In love you are patient, careful, there are guided dall'inpulso, eager for a long and stable relationship, very romantic and full of imagination, you need a partner who sometimes calls you back to reality and put the brakes all your dreams.
fragile and sensitive, but at the same time, proud and confident personality with a rigorous but not rigid.
heard more than anybody else the need for tenderness and understanding, loyal, almost devout, there is no easy task in a loving relationship, when you do try it is because deep feelings and lasting, this aspect makes you unique and attractive partner.

Tips: group appears strong and confident, but when you're alone, you're really very shy.

I would say that many sentences are an excel .. mah .. graphology scientific surprise me ... but still just a game.

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Video presentation of the book to the library of Lorenzo Ramadoro Bore - 08/03/2008


find it directly on YouTube,
clicking HERE

In one breath, in this bubble of uncertain weather, I want to thank those who helped me to realize the presentation held at the library Boreas' s March 8, 2008, without giving an order of preference, such as placing second the alphabet.

thank the following:
Jade Bassetti (Editor ed. The Wire)
Valeria Bergamaschi (and evaluating manuscripts. The Wire)
Walter Bertozzi library (bore)
Silvia Conti (redatrice article on progress)
Gabriele Guglielmi (curator of the director)
Susanna Meloni library (bore)
Alessandro Moscow (Rapporteur )
Valentina Petrucci (communication, ed. The Wire)
Ramadoro Stefano (editor and graphic illustration)
Dandolo Travaglia (review of the novel and Rapporteur)

By the way I feel also specifies that Mark mentioned in the presentation is Marco Stagnozzi , which allows me mention the presence of some members of the group Saltatempo room in which I liked particularly given the passion that unites us and
Silvia Conti for passionate review I did of my book.
I also thank all relatives, friends and strangers that filled the library.

also feel a duty to apologize to Susan and Walter for failing to focus on the library at the beginning of the presentation (one of my mistakes, as usual)

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We know that fun with the little things .. INTERNSHIP REPORT

Last night I spent an enjoyable evening in the company of my friends.

We were at the bowling and after the game we were entertained outside the room ... there was music coming out from a decided case. ... He was so enveloping and overwhelming that we girls we could not resist and we began to dance.

If I can, I'll post the video online. ... Hmmm, under authorization of my friends ... one of them is a professor of Italian, greek and latin ...
Who knows what her students would say if they saw me .. Although, I think the younger ones who do not know how fun, should take example from us ... and enjoy the simple things .. "Unpacked" with our pure euphoria, without tricks such as drugs, alcohol or chissacché simply "addicted" to life ..

This means That is the most healthy fun! A 1,000 of these days!

What crazy though ... ^ _ ^

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E 'already spent more than a month since I finished the training provided by the master.
few days ago, I delivered the report to the training ... training that I am about to write here, however, is the relationship with some gossip .

I did an internship at the headquarters of a hotel chain in the role of marketing assistant. ... Now I always write it in English, because it is cool ... but this .. Basically, my job as a sales and marketing (I should also take care of that aspect) consisted of a mere activity of mailings sent to travel agencies and tour operators.

The only interesting task entrusted to me (complete white paper) has been completed the application and the relevant annexes to the extent POR on the internationalization of SMEs with regard to obtaining assistance for the implementation of measures , aimed at the international development of tourism enterprises. This allowed me to make contact with those responsible trade fairs of the main Italian and foreign companies.

I could have done, and above all learn a lot more ... the tutor who was side by side (role accorded to the director) was either busy or there was ... the market analysis were nothing more than research ("do Cojo Cojo ") of the main buyers on the Internet ..

But where the study was finished in demand as well as that of 'offer ... in terms of price, cost and revenue, admissions, services offered, competitive analysis and territory, the type of guests, for promotional activities. ... of all this There was absolutely nothing ...
think that to have data on admissions from the hotels, has been a week (just click on the pc to open the software, another click to find files with the attendance of the years that I had requested and last click to send).

When I asked what were our travel portal ... the hotel manager (a man who based his strategy for the next year only on revenues !!!?!!) replied: "On the most important "...." Well. then "I thought ... seeing forced to look on the internet where we were present ..

And when the director saw me turn the pages of folders from previous years (since I was interested to see what kind of contracts were concluded and generally how to operate) .... Me again, saying that should not have been interested in the past, but I would due only to devote to this .. to carry out the tasks entrusted me with him ... which were mostly using the management software of some models and excel. (Just between us .... I photocopied contracts, and other documents I saved on the pen-drive important files ... when the boss was not there ... I know, you do not ... but desperate times call for desperate remedies!)

Not to mention that the computer crashed frequently ... and I was forced to change to a different room each day to find a location free and functioning ... among other things, evidence of obsolete computers and there was more than a short-sighted.

I had the idea to create postcards with pictures of hotels, to create pathways of taste and culture, sports, cooking classes, art exhibitions, conferences, special packages dedicated to celebrations such as Valentine's Day, Women's Day ... to implement a CRM software (Customer Relationship Management), enter new market portals Puglia and more, which would involve all structures of the chain.

E 'likely to have thought just nonsense ... the rest I have not said anything new ... but it is by brainstorming some good ideas that come ... after all, often serve large companies to do their jobs well ... .. as I learned the great George Gandellini, professor of the master that I attended in Marketing & Sales Management, we need common sense ... Who would say that this is the main ingredient for success?! .... but, you know, simple recipes are the best.

I was, unfortunately, in a place where the news were not appreciated ... but most lacked the enthusiasm, the enthusiasm and good sense ... of course!

On April 28, my internship is over ... I remember that day that nobody in the company of those who had uttered words that would go away. ... All came into my office ... .. including the director greeted me warmly with including basin (Giuda!) ... and just, well ... ended

not be left in Group I did not hurt that much (since I did not feel fulfilled professionally), but I was very annoyed and disappointed their silence .... an explanation as to why I did not go on, deserve, right? ... Although, from a place so what could I expect?!

The experience was not, however, useless ...

First: I broke the ice ... before entering the working world, I was anxious. ... I thought I was inadequate ... understood, however, are not all that Einstein .. so with greater experience and a bit of self-esteem, I would be perfectly able to perform my job well ...

Second, I realized that despite serious efforts, I must not make the work a personal issue (I had a heated exchange of views ... so ... let's call it a responsible measure to the Region POR) ... so, no more utopias that everyone should behave with respect and education ... In the workplace, and beyond, we must learn to deal business with savoir faire ..

Third: Do not forge too engaging with colleagues ... I met some wonderful people who helped me and put me at ease, but for how happy I am to have found not just good colleagues also good friends, I believe that this could cause problems .. maybe envy by those who do not have friends ... (director and colleague, a friend of the director).

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are the 4 on Friday afternoon .... and 4 of us, the cats remained at work in the office with me ... there is a noiosissssssimooooooo miocollega ... but so boring that I can think of the song Grignani: Mrs Noia ....

now humming a little '... Mrs. Boredom, that Mrs. Noia .... You're sitting there .... I Lord, nor child, but you know why you're here! And 'that sometimes I do not know, I feel suddenly appeared solaaaaa .... So you ... Because I do not fall with you but not even fly ... And then you know how boring it is! And ... okay, so you will be a company, but you are a disease ... With you is how to survive and I want to get out of it ... Why the world know is to color .... And there does not exist anymore, not even you Mrs. ... Boredom, Mrs. Noia. You and your golden hair ... Do you want to destroy life, look I've never cheated! ... Lalala lalalalala lala la ...

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AllStars Friday afternoon and dancers .. This year, you know, are very cool!

Just click on Google News:

• Four thousand American dead in Iraq since the war began . General David Petraeus, commander of U.S. forces smiles and tries to convey an optimism that the figures do not seem to explain: "The better off than a few months ago. We have a difficult time, it is true, but security in Iraq is increasing slowly .. the road that we took is the right one. And it is the only possible one. It is early to talk of victory, but continue it will get there " (Victory?? You think you could ever speak of victory after so many people died ??... simply absurd !!!!).
  
• Somalia Humanitarian disaster. organizations complain that in Somalia there are one million displaced and their number is increasing every month of about twenty thousand united 'because of the continuing exodus from Mogadishu, where every day militias loyal to the deposed Islamic Courts clash on the streets with government forces and their Ethiopian allies. "The crisis that is gripping Somalia," Oxfam says, "has' deteriorated dramatically, and while 'more and more' difficult for the population access to water, food and medicine," because of frequent attacks on humanitarian workers.
  
• monks from Lhasa to Western journalists in tears shouting "Tibet is not free" : "Tibet is not free! They want to crush the Dalai Lama and that is not right," reported a monaco in tears during the protest lasted 15 minutes.
  "This has nothing to do with the Dalai Lama," added another. Immediately after the protest area around the temple was surrounded by police in riot gear, and many shops were closed.
• The circus of horrors. According to the findings on Easter Sunday the Bulgarian family had eaten meat for the first time, or rather remnants of lunch for the owners. They lived in a truck full of cockroaches. Giuseppe, 19 year old was forced to dive into a tub full of ice water piranha. Olga for 16 years felt the excruciating abdominal pain caused by a snake that had its coils too narrow. The father of two girls had asked you can go to a doctor, but the owners had said no and had thrown the ointment. Also worked twenty hours a day to assemble and disassemble a tent and equipment, pay for a theoretical 480 euro per month, which eventually became just 100.

News

run faster if the mass media ... we hear them we see them, but often without listening and without looking at someone ... there is still a bit 'more impressed than the others, such as the trans that is going to have a child ... I find it sad (poor kid, who knows what confusion will be great!) but that's another story ... even if they are still selfish as all Other news reported on this blog ... and those football then?! .. I know and talk about it all.

We are often motivated by a strange curiosity to hear the news, as well as in telling them .. after all, do not concern us closely ... right? .. How many times have we thought so?

Maybe it is normal to live our daily life without too much trouble to ask what happens to others ... maybe that is the nature of man ... eat, drink, go out with friends at the feet of our dancers or all stars .. this year, you know, are very cool.
Occasionally, however, let us pause to reflect, to pray for those who suffer, for those who are persecuted, For those without the ability to choose what color to buy the All Stars ... In this regard, we come to the rescue by the words of Primo Levi If This Is a Man :

" You who live safe
In your warm houses, You who find

returning in the evening, Hot food and friendly faces: Consider if this

is a man Who works in the mud
Who knows no peace Who fights for
a piece of bread Who dies
for a yes or a no.
Consider if this is a woman, Without hair and
unnamed
no more strength to remember
eyes empty and her womb cold Like a frog
winter.
forget that this was:
Remember these words.
Engrave in your heart
When at home because,
bed, rising;
Repeat them to your children.
O there undone the house,
illness impede you,

I twist your children their faces from you. "

Moralist this post? Usual fine words? .... Maybe, but in the meantime us reflect on!

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First period - Written

This is the third written Romeo. Perhaps one of the most important.
If I know him well as I believe, the story is largely true.
The story, very short, takes place in some places where you really Romeo lived.
Rearranging the script this time it was very tiring cuts, tears, as amended.
was originally to be something much more substantial, almost a short novel, although I can not say for sure.
What I know is that she really existed in its history. Unfortunately, the past is not accidental.
We are turning, the great storm described in the final story (part rear addition to to end abruptly in the novel, in my opinion) is a parable about what happened in reality in, and what still is happening. Romeo
For the summer ended, on a certain day in September.
I know for sure.
Now, we wait a long and dark winter.
This is the third written, the last of the first period. From now reconstruct the part of the "Chronicles of madness."
It 's the part where you enter nightmare.
Who would have thought, might have been the disappointment of love to snap the spring.
After this story, yet pervaded by a kind of momentum into the future, yet in spite of everything positive and ironic, Romeo falls at a hallucinatory, mysterious and macabre.
I feel almost feel sorry for him, reading this last work.
It 's almost poetic, almost sweet.
perhaps did not foresee the apocalypse, the abyss.

In any event, stay tuned, because he has already on my trail. And I
on her.
again.

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was an old local, the ones with the smoke, the lights dim and everything else.

Even if the truth were not exactly the lights dimmed, they were yellowed from the smoke and dust. He looked like a film in black and white, indeed, black and yellow.

No, it was all yellow and brown; color of her hair, attached to the walls of smoke, the beer that flowed from abnormal glasses which were used in that kind of cellar.

YOU When he went to the bathroom, looked at the walk. I stared at the ass, and I wondered if they really deserved, an ass like that.

breathed a cigarette and I turned to my companion table:

- how do you think? -

- is a big pussy. -

- already. -

Ciucciai what remained of beer.

She was a kind of type Magrino-blond girl with freckles on his face and smart.

A guy once said that women are basically stupid animals.

I do not know if it's true, but we must admit that it is easily seen. She, for example, was not stupid, however, had an innocence and a transparency that leads her to realize anything. These features can definitely bring a woman into trouble. One need not be innocent, if you are women. You have to be petty smart and you always get what you want. Being vulnerable means to be innocent and pure, and probably silly. Was the lack of modesty, however, his best feature.

was not a vulgar girl, nor a bitch or a slut. Simply did what she wanted when she wanted. He was so innocent as to have no shame.

course fucking great.

He had always wanted, and it was always a pleasure to dive between the sheets with that sly face.

blink with a rhythm and expressiveness that would authorize the cock in Elton John.

anyway.

I met face to the study of sly Faso. Fuck while we were there to hear the latest recordings.

I lit a cigarette and blew the smoke away: she was there before me.

He was dressed in a striking way, no skirt, heeled shoes or something, none of this. She was dressed very simply, sports shoes, trousers wide legs but very low and tight around the waist, than almost falling, t-shirt with writing nonsense like " University 25 " or something like that.

how beautiful though, God bono. I'm sure it would be sexy even wearing a cardboard box. Shit, there are times when you just can not resist. I do not know if you understand what I mean and I could not even tell if it is love. I only know that as soon as I saw it I felt like when you take a fancy to his partner in junior high, I mean one that remains to look at all the time I could only think of mathematics as is beautiful.

's how I felt, like a stupid middle school boy.

then introduced me and I smiled, smiled at everyone.

Only that I did a sort of nod, as if we already knew (and perhaps the end was so, because I had always dreamed of, a mischievous face.)

His best friend, Guido, an alcoholic with a stomach rotten now, later told me she liked.

organized as to go out the next night.

We were all of us in the group, plus two stunned friends of Gus and the cousin of someone subnormal.

was hot, so we stopped at a cool drink in a bar in Porta Romana, their area, the area of \u200b\u200bface and sly Guido mean.

The beer flowed down the gullets with amazing speed and gave her a warm hand to stun. We ordered some wine and then, to conclude the evening, because now our terrible thirst had been nearly extinguished, and it was then that Gus told me of wanting to Face Furbetta. Obviously did not tell me so, spoke to me instead so disgustingly indirectly, as he usually did when Gus became slippery, "you know ... uh ... that Furbetta Face ... I like to please ... and I think ... I mean ... at least intellectually to understand the common interests ..." and then he continued , stammering, with other kind of playacting.

I nodded, swallowed the beer remained in the glass, and wondered if Gus had never smelled a pussy.

us headed home, while Gus was looking through the eyes of attracting the attention of Face Furbetta, came down the flood. So strong that Noah would shit down.

illuminated by lightning, two fragmented and elusive shadows of the night we were eating along the gleaming rails wet. Covered by thunder, Gus was able to free himself from the group, to furtively Face to accompany her home.

I knew that night would have eaten me, but there was probably used to.

There has never eaten the night?

With his black stomach and sweaty, you swallow and then vomit it to pieces in your bed.

Obviously the night spat also face sly and Gus, both intact and in the beds of the rooms of their respective owners.

I knew, I knew that she wanted to be eaten by the night with me.

Then, shortly after, the black hole that devours us, and we wallow.

Times were happy after all, we listened to lots of music and swallowed lots of beer, reading some good books, those that happen by chance, when you least expect it.

A typical day was: wake up when they had finished sleeping, meal at home - if there was anything to eat - otherwise out in the open in the old bar in front of the studio Faso. We ate a sandwich, a few beers and then a cigarette in the sun, lying on the grass at the corner of the park, before entering the studio to record.

Sometimes we meet with the rest of the group, we dined together. I still remember Guido Nergoni it down, one after another, endlessly. Then he vomited, he wiped his mouth, began again.

Every man should be able to live this way, at least occasionally.

We leave consume from wealth and poverty, we get crazy, behind 'is life, God's Executioner. Commitment, accuracy, style and good manners. And then not even have a face Furbetta arms.

's why I tried to enjoy the moments, precious shards of beauty in the midst of this delirium complete, we realize it's too late, that's life.

In those days, everything looked bright, lived, and I face sly in his apartment was messy but really nice and well located. We were near the center, we could go out to walk at any now, with no traffic problems, parking lots, various rompicazzi. He was really friendly, maybe a little 'taken ill and perhaps dusty, but this made him even hotter. And everybody knows that the faces are not very good at sly chores. Never mind, then, how to stretch. They better, they, all right.

went out when we wanted, we went to the park to drink and, if you had to record, he returned home. She clung to me like a leopard . Really, it was feline. I captured, enveloped me with his muscles wet, and I was HIS.

often ended up having sex and later we sat on the terrace to eat what happened while lying down on the red tiles and cold, the wine sucked watching the stars. I felt on my lips the taste of his flesh between his teeth and that of wine. The love we burn, we were so hot, but be lying there with the wind that caresses made all indescribably special. Must live such a thing. The muscles of the body relax, your back hot and sweaty that sticks to the cold floor, his face half hidden by the beautiful light hair, in which two deep eyes will light up reflecting the glow of the moon. I would stay there FOREVER .

At that time it was always summer, an amazing thing, the heat lasted for maybe five months. And it was SUMMER.

vagaries of climate that might accompany the freer and more relaxed period of my life.

will have to say ten times as much rain in those months, but nature did not seem to suffer drought. All remained fresh and green, in a kind of spell.

The heat was strong and intense. Often went to the river at the weekend, part 4 or 5 and we reached the Trebbia, no farther than a hundred kilometers. We lie in the sun, someone uncorked bottles and cans, someone else was playing.

But I remained sitting on my towel, watching Face Furbetta coming out of the water. He had a fantastic body, and yet not put him on display like any other woman would do for him. His soul was wearing the body with great ease.

out of the water, running his hands over his head, so as to bring back wet hair, making me be surprised by the beauty of her face. The rapid and moist eyes, small breasts supported by those muscoletti typically female feet with black polish on the nails. TO ANYONE would turned his head, was really charming. And I was, very likely, in love with her. Face Furbetta, then that girl! Too self-confident but not to trap an innocent like me ...

Yeah, jaunty and innocent. It was the right mix to make me crazy. When I spoke, when I looked, I looked like a girl without a past. It could have been a killer, a killer fucking pro, but I do not I would have noticed.

was white, white for me.

At the same time clever and intelligent as a few others. Possessive, yes, but it gave him to see. The other girls do not approached me because they understood immediately, Face From Furbetta would never allow.

It was, after all, a girl of wholesome, old-fashioned I guess. Passionate and blood, but not as strange perverse ways in what we now meet on the street or on the premises.

She liked making love and saw it as a normal thing (indeed the opposite would be abnormal), without modesty and shame, because there was nothing to be ashamed of.

It was a summer without end, my one and FDF.

Or so I thought, as long as there was inside.

Because the world had made it all the fucking around. Over and over again. The aphelion was removed, and we went to the break.

Like a thunder that pierces the sky, a flash that cuts it in two.

followed hail and rain.

It was all started with a downpour, with Face Furbetta and Gus that accompanied it. Gus knows what she is doing now. It will have a home, a job, maybe a woman.

No, it can be summer forever. Perhaps that is the lesson to be learned, maybe it's our job, to adapt.

Even if we miss the stars, the cool breeze, the wine with friends, pauses before resuming play, the child love, sex, sweat, music, guitar picks in his pockets, laughter.

We must adapt.

And learn how to get out of a dream, before it devours us from within.

Rear Left Shoulder Blad Pain

... something about me ...

My best friend says they are "feature" or a cartoon because I enjoy making funny faces and voices.
say about me that I am a simple person and transmit serenity.
I like the bread with tomatoes, daisies and orchids, the smiles of children, the smell of coffee in the morning, an evening with friends, spent the afternoon on the beach waiting for the sunset, Christmas around the table with all my big family gathering .. and then I like to travel, no matter how, where or if only the mind.
and I love meeting new people, exchange views on the issues ... the trip, what I love most of the places and monuments are the people, their traditions, language and cultures.
I always try to look not just to see what was happening around me ... in the sense that my vision is not superficial ... but look, I see the world. ... Although, sometimes, the "porthole look" (as just to recall an old song) .. in particular by maintaining a certain detachment from the practical things of life (here I have to improve!)

That's me in a nutshell ... .. I leave to those who know me to say more ... well, "speak now or forever shut up" ... joke ^ _ ^

Whosingsthesongletsjamradioactive

update # 3 - the hunt is on.

No, can not read my IP, although I'm sure would do so. It would be The easiest way to find me and stop me.
Romeo is still in town, I'm sure. E 'was seen, again, prowling the night in a public place.
E 'hungry. I must find him before they find me.
before it finds you.

Good hunting.



hint: stay away from the channels

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Dark Elf Daniela De Maria

Older Model Mathews Bows

First period - written

The following story, very short and full of sarcasm, is a strong invective against the exaggerated public reaction to the phenomenon of avian influenza.
may be 2006, if the calculations do not fog the mind of a poor searcher.
The date of the funeral earlier in the story, perhaps, not accidental. At least
not quite.



The True Story of the World


The true history of the world tells us that in the beginning was the chicken.
The chicken arrived on Earth riding on an asteroid.
I bet you can not imagine a chicken that travels on an asteroid. Instead
Chicken arrives on earth and straddling the space rock will not burn in contact with the atmosphere through an armature made of special ceramic material. Refractory armor pen, in fact.
Imagine the chicken on Earth. In time we are talking about 3.5 billion years ago. The planet was in turmoil: eruptions and earthquakes.
Chicken, divine entity, and all part of God that we imagine poor with a beard, began to transform the Earth's atmosphere due to nitrogen-fixing bacteria that housed beneath the folds of the legs. No more sulfur and then, but oxygen (the best chicken breathes oxygen, but his hemoglobin can transport any item.)
Then the chicken decided to create a new form of life on Earth.
It took six days, then rested on the seventh. From its droppings
developed protozoa and from that primordial soup prokaryotic cells began to form life as we know it today.
All life is the result of Chicken shit. The chicken itself.
The chicken is divine and sovereign entity, its our world I was born.
Today, in the most recent period of human history (son of the Chicken), has developed a terrible disease that affects chickens.
is not a simple virus.
Chicken is God, God does not care about viruses.
But this is not just a pandemic, it is a Plan. A plan to permanently remove God (the chicken) from our planet.
For millennia, the heart of Asia more humid and repulsive, have been relied on the tremendous evil entities that live on the edge of flashing.
Man, to be lower evil, decided to expel God from the life of our planet. The mystification
start to run, the chickens began to die.
God is leaving us forever.
Our Earth trotterellerà for space-time without a goal. We will go adrift universal hurled stars mortuary, while inside a hole in the Asian soil, the Great Wizards will laugh of human destiny.
is black and wet like a pit, the fate of man.
wisdom and love of chickens do not belong there anymore. Now roam the universe in search of a star with which collide.
And we, on the continents, we will wander in search of bloodthirsty bloody magicians. But
not find them, will have been turned into eggs.
ready to be launched in the darker depths of the universe.

Ph No Of Astroloser Beja Daruwala

The Issue # 2 - # 1 wrote

basin is the primary branch of the first order.
Everything comes from the file. Found in unclear circumstances, is evidence of the eternal wave of the Pendulum.
My role is not important, I just have to reassemble the pieces, bring them to the right place. Because they matched, I'm sure.
The Issue is a collection of writings, more or less short, that Romeo has drawn during his stay in the city. They are written by hand on sheets rather confused, with no time references. The only sign that they recognize is the NUMBERING. I tried
to make sense of this material.

This is the first story of Romeo

# 1

The day of my funeral

April 27, 2006, the day of my funeral. It was hot, terribly hot.
crack.
I was completely sweaty armpits and drops on the forehead crazy sped up to 9.8 m / s ² to go and crash on the fibers of cotton T-shirt.
I was dressed in black, while it is customary to wear black to funerals as a sign of respect and sympathy for the bereaved, then I did not want to be too flashy. Like remain anonymous in some cases, you know how.
However, I was there I watched people cry as I was buried. Shit I was sorry to see that situation.
I was dead, but what can you do, sooner or later all we get on a mercedes.
decided to review the people who thronged the perimeter of the pit, so to realize the situation.
Laura, my God, they were two years that I could not see. That fat ass had, those big and hard, as only a woman full of self can have. Big and hard, but not at all disgusting, indeed. We enjoyed a lot of tough meat between those buttocks. In
side by Laura I could clearly see my friends, wept as fountains, someone had like panic attacks, while Marco was the only quiet.
"Bravo Marco, do not cry. It serves no purpose. Come on up, I'm fine, tell the others that nothing happened "Mark
understood. Others are not. Not stopped crying. Shit, as they wept, did not seem true that all these people crying like that for me.
There was the "dry" crying with Marzia, Mirko and Daniel were in a desperate corner.
Rossi in the face, eyes out, all wet with tears and sweat. They looked at me and seemed to say, "it is good to see you, we missed you so much." I said so loud, I screamed in my face. "Why did you run via ?!?!».
But I was not escaped, I was there. All I saw and tried to cheer.
I walked to my parents, my mother and my father in agony as I had ever seen. It was crazy, just remained silent and polished. But he had the face of what has been broken. I mean it is broken inside, broken, shattered, spirits, burned, burned, etched, carved, torn, eaten.
Speaking with my family, I managed to calm them all, unless of course my father, who remained in a state of quiet and distant suffering.
My brothers greeted me rather quietly, with a smile and asked how it feels to die, if you feel bad, if you see something "beyond." I replied that I did not know just what it feels like. In fact I had not the faintest idea.
At some point in the dialogue was interrupted by my friend, Julia.
was literally shocked. Exuded pain. But who the fuck expected it to cause all this suffering? I'd never have done if I had known. There were hundreds of people with their heads bowed to the ground, burnt by the sun, with dark glasses and stained with tears from fingerprints. Hundreds of people were there for me (well, maybe someone was not there because we had to stand or because "we were all"), that responsibility for shit, do harm to people. In any case
Julia came over to me urlandomi hand, was angry, and it was bad.
A female in these conditions is like the nuclear holocaust.
I grabbed his neck. "What the fuck is this a joke ?!?!? Fuck you doing here?!?! You're alive or dead?!?! Who are you ?!?!».
So I replied: "I can not even attend to my funeral?", "I've never owned a fuck, let me at least this. I'll be free to come and go whenever I want? ".
Basically, I realized it was better left alone, people were too upset. I had to wait and let my end up buried in the truest way.
I thought I'd gone to see once in a while with some friends, at least initially. Then I went on visits with relatives, to continue with their parents what can be called a true pilgrimage.
I saw my tombstone rich photo and trinkets, as they do, especially with the young age of the deceased.
What good have a nice grave?
A beautiful stone with lots of memories. What's the use?
let people know that listening to music, I was a sporty type. What's the use? Perhaps the meaning
not ever be able to grasp.
Basically, I'm dead.