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I didn't quite remember that you're a fancy writing desk.

If I had a shred of common sense, I wouldn't be me, Maestro. And yes, perhaps I would be with that other team over there. The one I used to see during the summer in Villar Perosa, the one where, as Haller passed by, my father would joke with him while patting his belly (and Helmut would reply with a slap on his bones) then he would ask Sivori to sign my shirt (red, I remember) and he would sign it, I would take it off, throw it on the ground and looking him in the eye I would say: go Inter! And Sivori, with that face he had, would laugh and respond, yes you’re right, go Inter, while my father's face would go through the entire spectrum of humanoid colors before turning from purple to white sheet and offering his apologies to Omar. But I was who I would become, and I could only be an Inter fan. - P.S. Shalimov, what a small tasty madeleine - P.S. 2 tonight I will watch the match on the couch with Ahmed, an Afghan Juventino in such a visceral way that it seems unbelievable. Thank goodness the doubts that could assail me are warded off by temporal factors and by the fact that I know for sure my father has never been to Afghanistan...

I don’t think I listened to this back then. Thank you for bringing it back to my mind; I’ll try to find it, it’s sunny today.

In short, you can cook great meals with leftovers, if you know how. This is a great page as well, quick and rhythmic. And it's nice to have full albums on YouTube.

Captain, some things, with the great music. Damn, if it happens. Beautiful page.

Mhhh, your reading is interesting, though it seems a bit forced. I'm not debating Giacinto or the Uncle, but Zanetti's case is a different story, in another football. And his anomaly thus generates the paradoxical trait I was mentioning.

Wow, what a beautiful page. I’m going to listen to some of these young guys, just because you’re so fond of them.

Well, the appearance of a review of a Pelosi album on DeB seemed incredible to me when it happened for "La stagione per morire," I believe 5 years ago. That another one appears today is astounding: I thought I was one of the very few still owning one of his LPs... However, I don’t have this one; when it was released, there were plenty of other music tracks circulating. But you piqued my curiosity, I’ll look for it.

Eh, let's see if these beautiful images are real, because if I want to feel something. In the meantime, here's a nice link for the curious like me, with quite a few of their albums: Search Results Son Lux

Really a nice record, Mr. score_angel. Straightforward. Given the jungle of bands that still traverse these territories today, often with blatant "retro" attitudes, Chiccotana did well to inform us that "No, it's one of the originals." I'm listening to track 3, "Children Of Possibilities," and I've encountered the almost complete melodic line of "Un blasfemo" by De André, (Mai più mi chinai e nemmeno su un fiore, più non arrossii nel rubare l'amore...etc.) from the album "Non al denaro, non all'amore né al cielo," wouldn't you know it, from 1972, just like this. How certain melodies are generated at certain moments in distant places like spontaneous and simultaneous blossoming? - p.s. I think I misjudged my rating for the record, which is 4 for me.