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Strange foreign guy who smokes cigarettes, comes in thinking that no one may note that bar, arrive thinking that there is a slot machine ready to shoot his mouth in handfuls of money.

Boy foreign defend themselves because we have been plundered by all and maybe it's about time someone thought of that. Boy abroad do not worry, it's normal for someone to look askance at, for that matter, I repeat throughout history there has always been blessed belligerence. Foreign Boy, do not worry if you think you will find .... . Just think that nothing is as easy as stealing. So think carefully, or just do not think of a good life, no it is not, if I read, think about your grandmother, your wife or you do not have anyone to your freedom. Do not be hard because sooner or later you'll be at the expense, perhaps precisely because of your friend, the one that you think that in a country like this do not you go to jail. Our people, one of a thousand accents and the same mentality has sweated blood to be recognized on the street, not to be avoided, and even now see him as a money eating and even now we are capitalizing on it with actors and damsels in black .. Do you think your heart, your destiny will not forgive you, do you think that knife you keep in your pocket will not give you a living, rather to die ... , Then you, then you fear that you will ....

But fear not, there is always a less simple one that will save you ...

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the Amorites

the .... to be continued

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the chimera

The Chimera

I do not know if it rocks your

pale face appeared to me, or smile

of unknown distances

You were the ivory china

Front shining or young

Sister de la Gioconda: O

the Spring

off, to your mythical pallor

O Regina O Teenage Queen:

But for your unknown poem

of pleasure and pain

Music bloodless girl,

Scored a line of blood

In the circle of her lips curved

Queen of melody:

But for the Virgin boss

Recline, poet of the night I

Vegliai the vivid stars in the sky pelagic,

I for your sweet mystery

for your I become silent.

do not know if the flame

pale hair was the living

Sign of his pallor,

do not know if it was a gentle steam,

Dolce on my pain,

Smile of a face at night:

I look at the white rocks mute the sources of the twenty

and immobility of the firmament

And the swollen rivers that are crying

And the shadows of human labor curves on hills beyond algenti

And yet for soft shadows skies clear away current

And again I call your name Chimera.

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boats of Campana

boats Amorite

...

sails sails sails

that snap and lash the wind that blows

sequelae of vain

sails sails sails!

What Tesson Tesson and: lament

fickle wave that abate

It the wave dampens fickle ...

cruel nor the last crash ...

sails sails sails

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but if I go to the CUP, single center reservations and wait a couple of hours with numerino in hand, I may find myself in front of a fifty without infamy and without praise that has blessed me in no to the questions, sorry but its not an answer, he continues to say no when I wanted with two buttons located less than a day away. Culture of opposition and cooperation.

I have a brain for better or worse, sometimes it works consistently, then I get back in line at the mosque for women veiled like ghosts, go to know what they do, and look again.

64.65, 66 ...... 89, finally my number. I find a girl of about 35 a bit 'less angry with the world that I find a viable alternative.

Now this is not anger, before he downloaded some kind of blissful solitude alcohol, sexual abstinence, love passed away, who knows what in his ignorance does not look, do not give. Victim anaffective technocratic system that has been imposed since after the war, a sort of Dr. Tersilla. But it is still true.

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blissful ignorance of the strange girl

's a story of love this, a story like many others, with its vagaries and contradictions of a typical couple.

traveled on an old tram in Milan, one of those sent to San Francisco on a Twinning art when I see a thirty year old intent on lighting a cigarette in the wind insistence of the morning. I had a special attraction for that kind of a little girls' vintage, out of a seventies film, but this seemed to be lost in a world all its own. Caderle kept the lighter and bent over to retrieve it regularly, but that cigarette was not destined to come out. So two words were enough to close and share thoughts on everything.

He said he was a traveler without effect, and had seen half the world was telling me endless stories of a strange trip.

to be continued