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Last night, wandering at random in the network, I stumbled on a site - on the whole irritating - that opened my eyes on one thing: I can not judge for themselves what they write.
And I can not even count on carte del mio mazzo, persone troppo vicine a me per muovere critiche pesanti, laddove ce ne fosse bisogno.
I miei testi hanno bisogno di critiche o complimenti che siano estranei, totalmente esterni alla mia vita, di gente che non conosce né la mia faccia né la mia storia. I miei testi hanno bisogno di qualcuno di diverso, qualcuno a cui piaccia sì leggere, ma che non abbia pietà nel commentare ciò che legge.
Se non farò questo, i miei testi saranno sempre orribili ai miei occhi, e fenomenali agli occhi dei miei amici.
Io, invece, voglio un parere esterno, di quelli che potrebbero - forse un giorno - essere i miei lettori.

Credo che questo blog sia poco frequentato, anzi ne sono certa. Ma se per If we stumble, and you would like to help me out, please contact me.
Thank you anyway.

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Please talk about the (holy, not even at all) Christmas.

is well known that Jesus was not born on December 25. This date was chosen by the Church in the West, because it was already una festività pagana. Il 25 dicembre ricorreva la festa romana Dies Natalis Invicti Solis del compleanno del sole “non conquistato dalle tenebre”, che al solstizio invernale iniziava a prolungare la luce del giorno. Prima del 336 d.C., non potendo estirpare questa festività pagana, la Chiesa in Roma la spiritualizzò come festa della natività “del Sole di giustizia sorto a Betlemme”.

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first official announcement!

More and more people ask us what

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the

Crew " you do not read the CREV but criù

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Well I think it's time to reveal all. The Crew began as a group of friends who have nothing in common if not friendship, to put it Guccini "the want to drink wine and let it mess "by replacing the beer to wine.

founded this group we find the interests that unite us are many, we decided one day to give a name and a symbol of our union. The result is

crew!

Soon we realize that we need to do something bigger than that have fun and spend time together. We transform a simple group of friends before in a private club and then in a Association

enrolled. Can we have some

finanziamenti pubblici, anche grazie a degli agganci politici molto in alto nel sistema.

Spendiamo questi soldi per I nostril interessi e per comprare politici, insomma tutto un giro di giostra che ci frutta qualche soldino.

A questo punto la maggior parte delle persone si sarebbe fermata, arrivando ben oltre le più rosee aspettative, che motivo c’è di andare avanti, magari rischiando anche?

Nessuno! Se non la voglia di potere e di fama che contraddistingue i membri. 

Nel giro di poche settimane La Crew passa dall’essere una “semplice” associazione ad un

political party, a party elite. And it is my greatest honor to announce here in this space to us so dear that we are ready to take the field . There will not be taking Berlusconi, the Crew will revolutionize the world!

are the words that you wanted to hear? If someone was waiting for it? Let me reassure my loved ones, we have no intention of conquering the world (for now). We do not want to do politics, at least not in an active form. It 'obvious that we have political ideas that share here on this blog when we feel like it. We are not a political party nor an association, we're just a group of friends who want to have fun and exchange some ideas, grow in the best possible way: comparing . no hope of any role of power, at least not as a group. So to those who see with the eye warily I would advise you to relax, there are more important things to look at and many, perhaps too many more important things to do! Enjoy life as long as it lasts!

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Smettila di fare l'estranea, e comincia a fare la madre.

Ellis munching some nuts who had given his grandmother, what it eats tons of nuts. Genuine stuff, since small trees that have always swung on ropes at the point of breaking.
Ellis lived - until now - with the danger of falling at any moment, moving into the world weak and uncertain steps. Never falling, however. Never a failure in its non-business course. Ellis
crunch those nuts smiling in front of his first personal computer, purchased with a voucher bearing a million pounds that his grandfather le regalò dopo aver riscosso una vecchia eredità. Aveva rincunciato agli interessi attivi che le sarebbero stati addebitati come per magia, solo per acquistare il tanto famoso e discusso "elaboratore elettronico".
La connessione internet, però, non ce l'aveva. In casa sua non c'era una linea telefonica fissa: il padre la fece togliere dopo una bolletta piuttosto ambigua.

- Loro han bisogno di me, non io di loro! - commentò la sua decisione, il vecchio.

Lo aveva acceso, aveva seguito le procedure di avviamento ed ora sorrideva guardando i video campione. Le pareva così straordinario, le pareva così spaziale... stava pensando che l'informatica poteva, e doveva, essere la sua vita. Ma ancora did not know the difference between hardware and software. Do not even know the concept of bytes to bits. But he had learned in school as they did the conversion from binary to decimal in math.
In the next room, her mother was covering the curses and insults her older sister, Kate, who attended the penultimate year of school in a fairly superficial: did your homework, disturbed, did not study and the results were poor. Communications at home by teachers quite nervous mother, who - like feeling betrayed - vented his anger at the sound of porcoddio and porcamadonna .
Ellis felt within himself that everything was wrong, she felt herself wrong.
Come poteva avere una madre così nervosa, seppur amorevole?
Come poteva avere una sorella così immatura, seppur più grande di lei?
Come poteva essere nata, lei, in una famiglia così diversa da lei?
Era sicuramente una figlia cambiata , come constatò tempo addietro leggendo una favola.

Intanto le urla non cessavano, e si sfogavano su Kate rabbie che stavano di gran lunga al di fuori dei risultati scolastici, e ad Ellis questo faceva male.

- Diocane! Sei un'imbecille! Sciagurata! Cosa avrò mai fatto per meritarmi una figlia così!?

Kate stava zitta, ché sapeva che la miglior cosa da fare - in certi momenti - era proprio quella.
Ellis si alzò di scatto, fuori di sé. Una parola di sua madre, come una terribile scintilla, l'aveva accesa. Ora, era un candelotto di dinamite che stava per esplodere e sapeva benissimo che doveva farlo in faccia al malo modo di sua madre.
Uscì dalla stanza di corsa, si parò di fronte alla madre che, sbalordita, placò le sue ire - guardandola con occhi sbarrati e rossi.

- Chi cazzo credi di essere? Se la tua vita è una merda, non è colpa di Kate! Potevi usare un fottuto goldone quella sera, e questo problema non ti si sarebbe mai posto! Invece hai deciso di diventare madre, e adesso ti tiri indietro? Guarda che non puoi, cara, è una scelta che non puoi abdicare. Mi stai sul cazzo quando fai so. The porcaputtana madonnatroia and will certainly not make it clear that thrushes for my sister that the school is its future, think about it. Stop screaming and explain what is right and what is wrong. Stop being the outsider, and begins to make his mother.

Ellis picked up a walnut, broke a hand in anger and left the room decided to take her things and go to stand by her grandmother, what it eats tons of nuts.

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might look like this, in passing through the crowd, I like more than to look into your eyes when you ask me how I am laughing. Given the fact of a mojito in a pub or a game of poker the bar, a party at a friend's house or a car full of gas at my mother's heartbreaking to hear you mention the fact to his friends as the most ridiculous of things.
The coldness with which I communicate your hurt, it will tell all your desire and your impotence in front of it ... it seems you want to prove something to yourself, others showing the opposite.
But who cares? Others have perhaps so important as we usually give them?
You understood the game, and games for your ... I respect you for that, but a grudge for the rest - almost moral - crushes me.

And you instead.
I've seen your picture a few times in my life, as if they counted on the fingers of hands and feet (and makes a few fingers).
And look what they gave me was more joy in these moments of discomfort, see your brown eyes wide and round glass embedded in her face ...
The last time I saw you, I say with my eyes and not with my heart, I noticed a change in you as to awaken in my soul the most terrifying ghosts. Ghosts I deleted in the past, and that I would never meet again.
I do not want to see you, you ...
Let the memory, ivory, I have left of your sweet illusion remains good and comforting. Do not show me for what the world made you, let me to decide: this.

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Okay, you've won.
The fact is that I can not stay inside ...

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This blog still has the flavor of the new, yet already dead.
The fact is that I'm sick of making the writer as well as to do everything I've done so far: the illusion of a quality product .
I realized that he had played my role with too much banality as part of a pattern. As a character well defined by the author, who must occupy its own space, in order to keep her room, always within the book in which he was born and where he is forced to die.
I will not do anything that you would expect, despite not knowing what and how you expect it.
I'm sorry, but I changed roles.

... go into a store to buy a pack of cards, go out and throw away after putting in my right pocket wild cards.

This is what I do in life, day after day, for eternity of my time.

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Piangeva ridendo, come fanno i pazzi e gli innamorati

C breathed deeply, while his feet (one below the other) dangling in the air.

C thought, and ripensva, and thought again. loved someone, perhaps, or hated, more likely. The banality of his person amused the world, clown himself and the world.
The air was warm, dry and comfortable. A slight feeling of well being through it, and extracted from the carrier a black Bic pen, smiling.
- As if it was your neck. - Whispered, breaking it.
could not suppress a grin joint pain and contempt, hatred and suffering.
He waited too long.
takes another Bic, looks at her.
- You are me, you will not die, not hours .- said with the tone of voice that people outside his world used with affection.
picked up a needle, stolen from one of the syringes with which his mother is forced to inject insulin every day; p made of scotch. The tape, not the liquor. rested the needle blunt end of the Bic whole, holding it with two fingers and stared at him well with the adhesive.
laughed Meanwhile, C, as if to mock the world, as if the whole world would laugh, then, that his joke. Once understood, of course.
took a lighter and burned all the needle. -
freed from all evil, needle .- whispered, eating the last letter, then dipped it in the ink of the Bic route before, so it is loaded with ink. The smile ran away again, this time more pronounced.
He pulled up his left sleeve, they disinfect the skin with a cotton ball soaked in hydrogen peroxide and immersed in a case in point, the needle dripping ink blue.
She felt little pain, he smiled and pulled out the needle, I just dived to one side, then pulled out, it dipped again in liquid Bic, then again in the arm.
So many times, including redness, blood, and yes - after a while - pain.
the evening was coming, and C through the tears continued his work.
- It's my skin, non potranno ignorare ancora. -
Finì, si disinfettò e attese che il rossore passasse, almeno un poco.
Pensò che i suoi genitori la stessero cercando, ma lei aveva gettato il telefonino nel fiume che scorreva a circa venti metri da lei. Ne sentiva la voce, del fiume.

Aprì gli occhi stordita, quasi incosciente: si era appisolata lì, ed aveva sfasato tutti i tempi.
Si alzò di scatto, e corse via lasciando tutto sul prato: la borsa, le Bic, l'ago, una maglietta.
Corse via, e stava piangendo. Piangeva di una felicità nuova, e tutt'altro che effimera. Piangeva ridendo, come fanno i pazzi e gli innamorati.

Scavalcò la balaustra del ponte e ci si sedette sopra, knew what he was doing. To the world, his face made her laugh, the way she walked, the way she move her hair, as he blew his nose, the shoes he wore, his distorted handwriting: everything about her laugh. And she laughed, C, laughing loudly.
raised his left arm in the air and then lower it and watch it, amazed at how he had managed well so far his plan.
"your death, vita mea"
his own handwriting was distorted, was able to reproduce it as such even on his body.
- Dear world, you laugh at me today. The fact is that you're always wrong, I'm not like you see me, and I have to kill the reality that you can give me. I have to live peacefully with the reality that is mine, and that should be everyone. I died the first day of life, when the nurse, looking at my gambina shorter than the other, could not restrain that wicked little smile. I died that day, and you - worldwide - have boasted to impose your reality on me that I was dead. Today I win. Today I'll show I'm not like you saw me, although that will remain in your memory. But the past is the past for the future and I have nothing to lose. "

It dropped slightly in the deep of the night, down from the bridge. Down in the lives of all people who laughed at her, down from the train life: fallen, to an intermediate station.

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F partiva per l'infinito, e l'infinito non si sa mai dov'è.

a heavy air plagued the waiting room of the station, a homeless man dying from the air had dozed off in the corner of the room in which a few years first, F, had known the person from whom he was fleeing.

was not there by chance, was not there to take a train to any destination any: he was there to go to freedom.

F came out to watch the tracks in that strange white veil, the dream of a cold January day. Think about how a train could not slip su quei pattini di acciaio, per finire fermo in stazioni sbagliate, forse, o in mezzo a prati grigi, meglio.

Non sapeva dove andare, ma sapeva perché stava andando. La libertà, questo voleva. E non quella libertà che dite voi, quella in cui potete vagare liberamente per la nazione, o uscire il sabato sera fino alle quattro del mattino, o fumare le sigarette alla luce del sole, o bere una birra insieme a vostro padre, o stare a casa da scuola in un giorno di stanchezza... no, quelle libertà non bastavano più a F.

Voleva la libertà assoluta, quella metafisica di chi è felice senza se stesso.

Non senza gli altri, senza se medesimi. Questo, era il trucco.

E così, F aspettava il suo treno guardando pensosamente il vapore uscire dalla sua bocca.

E così, F aveva scelto di andare dove nessuno potesse rimpiazzarla, od omologarla, o pensarla come un oggetto.

F partiva per l'infinito, e l'infinito non si sa mai dov'è.

Si accese una sigaretta con la tremante mano destra, sbuffando per gli arrancamenti dello zippo quasi scarico.
- "Non si parte mai per caso." - bisbigliò.
- "Certo che no, si parte per necessità." - le rispose il clochard che nel frattempo si era destato.
F non rispose, ma pensò a quella risposta con una mente nuova, con una mente fresca e lucida. F non rispose, ma pensò a quella risposta con la mente di una persona rinata, così, alla luce del sole. Freddo sole invernale.

"Si parte per necessità".
È vero. F si sistemò dietro l'oreccho destro un ciuffo di capelli che le era cascato sul volto; era convinta anche lei di questo: si parte per necessità.
Pensò alle più svariate tipologie di viaggio, dalla vacanza al viaggio di lavoro, dalla rimpatriata all'emigrazione. Tutte necessità. Fisiche o spirituali, non fa differenza.

F stava partendo perché sentiva il bisogno, dentro di sé, di doverlo fare.
Un uomo, da qualche parte nel mondo, stava salutando la sua famiglia per un viaggio d'affari.
Un ragazzo stava prendendo un volo per scoprire il mondo.
E così via.
- "Il mondo è pieno di persone che partono." - bisbigliò nuovamente, pensando.
- "Partono tutte per il bene." - disse il clochard. F si infastidì.

Guardò il treno arrivare da lontano, strinse i pugni. Quando il treno aprì le porte, F si girò verso il clochard ed urlò tra le lacrime: "No! No!".
Si sedette vicino ad un signore semiserio, impacchettato nel suo smoking macchiato sul ginocchio sinistro.
- "C'è chi parte per uccidere." - disse ad alta voce, e poi di nuovo: "C'è death down there. "- her eyes filled with anger, and shouted:" ... and you continue to call them heroes, as well. "

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I saw empty glasses between noises of fake fans in celebration, people are insulted for not Believe unequal religious blasphemy, which

to catch the pink without getting stung proibilti squirming among the tables of a local guardian lost a decisive day,

that to avoid the crowds by sailing around Ark which sank in the ocean of alcohol to a minor resigned this evil bad habit, that

to get the crowd dived to arms open in the hope that brotherly embrace, smelling the fragrance sweaty man.

I've seen light up cigarettes and consumed by the passage of time, people who watched the trembling mountain breezes,

to pop a kiss that any sale by weight of the lip lies, fear of not doing enough in itself,

that greeted strangers with kisses and pats on the back on the cheeks and then turn around and ask their American boy if he knew the case for at least their names.

Then I saw you, dip your hand in my hair to change its place as if it was wrong.

Praised always the smile that I carry on, and that you did not see why time is not enough.

(photo: Allen Ginsberg)

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I said in Bologna. nice lounge with lots of people great success for our magazine. Many items to try, to look at, to use

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as promised here is a preview of Planet Ocean Fishing in March. 20 beautiful pages on the fishing show that much of bologna surf casting, routes, sea bream from the boat, Bologna, spinning .. in short, a very special magazine photo elements relate to the places mentioned!!

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Il nuovo gruppo dirigente della FIPSAS mare ha annunciato un nuovo RTA dal quale dovrebbe scomparire la preda tecnca. Noi ci opponiamo a un ritorno a un passato fatto di interi settori a cappotto e chiediamo che nel rispetto delle leggi sia contemplato nelle gare di dare punteggio a pesci sottomisura che dovranno essere comunque immediatamente rimessi in acqua. proponiamo che per semplificare le operazioni a tutti i pesci sotto la misura di legge sia dato un punteggio tecnico di 20 punti che evitando laboriose e talvolta truffaldine misurazioni cumenta la probabilità di vita del pesce catturato.In preparazione du facebook modulo di raccolta adesioni

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some blog reader asked me to bank service cane. I'm ready for a two Bolognese, the other light rock fishing.
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are returning from Bologna . A nice room with a lot of people especially in effect Saturday. Some good new product, some good idea, especially the liquid p nylon line (I'll try to publish the system in use) some beautiful new barrel insomma non si può dire che i produttori non stiano a lambiccarsi il cervello. Il report totale uscirà su Pianeta pesca MARE tra il 22 e il 25 febbraio. Io ho preparato tutta la parte inerente la pesca dalla spiaggia e la pesca da riva. Spero possa darvi informazioni interessanti. Ciao a tutti e gradirei i vostri commenti
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