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I have to settle for the ridiculous little parks around my home here in Milan. Maybe I run this fast to minimize the time of agony. In the mountains, it’s truly wonderful to run (I go to Castione when I’m holed up at my in-laws' house), but it’s a completely different sport! Inhumane effort, slopes, even certain descents are a torment. But it's better to go for a run than to hear their nonsense. And then it’s beautiful, a whole different atmosphere; you're used to it, but I’m not. You're right, but if they're only after easy money, it’s better to lose them than to find them... might as well go see a nice prostitute (I bet you even save money that way)!
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No way. In Italy, everyone plays (or has played) soccer, and excellence is excellence without ifs and buts and without any mockery. If I played rugby, after two games I'd be reduced to a box of Chinese checkers. I'm a bit too slender in build; they'd break me right away. But it must be fun to play (if you don't fear fractures to your nasal septum... I do, since it’s already slightly prominent). Rather than the gym, I also go running like you, but with half the mileage compared to your 10 (kudos), yet at warp speed (I try to stay under 4 minutes per km). All of this is aimed at building stamina for the tournaments. A bit of sour grapes, I guess, huh huh!
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Of course, they need to be a bit more than anthropomorphic.
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I like a bit of meat to touch. I'm not rigid, but I'm not really into those anorexic types with their corollary of dissatisfaction about their appearance and the resulting lack of joy in life (it's not a hard rule, but there is a certain recurrence). They need to have personality; usually, I prefer "types" rather than the proclaimed stunners. Damn, but now that you don't have a girl to annoy you, why don’t you get serious about playing football (since you were a great player) or dive into a new sport (go for squash, you'll get wrecked in no time). Take advantage of it and stop the extroversion of your hepatopancreas! Oggio giornata horror for me. My sickly colleague is ill, damn it!
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Here I am, fish, have a good day. Things are looking bad for Catania. Plus, 3 games for Adri, as if he were Hannibal Lecter. Fundamental question: does the secretary at least have a third? Below a third, it can't be true love.
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Hi fish. Now I have the final rush ahead of me and then a nice little trip on the subway. I had too much lactic acid in my body to be able to sit my butt down and freeze on the scooter. Until next time.
( I think Yosif is pretty pissed off though)
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Yes, we then won the UEFA with Roma. It was a tournament of considerable respect with teams that were leading in their respective leagues 8 times out of 10. There are a few things about Mou that I don't understand; maybe Cruz, being a dynamic striker, doesn’t integrate well with Ibra. But he has great tactical awareness and he’s always scored goals even when paired with Ibra. I struggle to endorse all his choices. The formation, Cambiasso, Cruz, Quaresma, Balotelli, a somewhat egocentric management of the group. There are starting to be too many knots. I like it when he shows up in the press room; he’s never predictable and his audacity amuses me. But if he keeps going like this, the team might turn against him, and if we get knocked out by ManU, the lid of the cauldron will come off.
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I'm afraid I wrote two nonsense things. Klinsmann, Berti, and Bianchi in succession and no extra time.
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You know I don't remember such a nickname for Berti? It's definitely my Alzheimer's fault.
Yes, Bianchi was strong, I remember the great match on the return against Villa after losing 0-2 in Birmingham.
A brace, 3-0 against the English at home.
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you're such a fool, trout.