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This availability is disastrous and has lasted too long: @[123asterisco]
@[lector]
stop giving credit to this villain.
He allows himself every ignominy with the most despicable manners and always gets away with it thanks to his cunning, his true distinguishing trait.
Assertive and arrogant, yet unable to dialectically support his own nonsense, he systematically resorts to the pitiful and overused excuse of "genuineness," of the borgata, of any petty opportunity to avoid an adult confrontation.
Sometimes he can be amusing, like a broken clock that happens to strike the right time twice a day, but just like that clock, @[JOHNDOE] remains a brash, insolent, and offensive buffoon, who exploits the availability of overly magnanimous people.
Explain to me why Messer Asterisco had to not only respond but even reply to the cesspool of comments from the troglodyte.
What compels gentlemen to submit to the pernicious and excremental games of such an individual? An exasperated feeling of pity? The nurse syndrome, the pathetic hope for repentance, for a late maturation that allows him to earn a place in a civil assembly?
You know perfectly well that there is no such possibility, and you have long since surpassed the limit of all reasonable endurance.
These were rhetorical questions, because I know you will stubbornly persist, but I do not have to earn my place at the right hand of the Father, nor do I intend to outdo old Job in a challenge regarding his specialty.
Regards.

Well, what can I say?
Thank goodness for that thing with the old reviews.

Of all the links, only the now-classic one about elephantiasis of the gonads has survived.
What a pity, I don’t remember the images that the others referenced.
This was truly a good reviewer, a gentleman, they don’t make them like that anymore.
And then you say one shouldn’t be nostalgic: how can you not be, how?

#perleoscuredimenticatidadioedagliu omini
You've been working on it forever.
Good evening, Sir.

Welcome back, Kyrie.
Small coincidence: not long ago, a young and brilliant DeUtente encouraged me, with his comments, to peek into the counting whirlpool, and, as it happens, I was sucked in for several days. I wanted to thank him by "posting" a piece in the "listens": which one did I choose, do you think?
l'ascolto di odradek: -[bluesboy94] maledetto, era un po' c...

Why the logo of the Cramps? I know it’s been over for a while and that its catalog has been gobbled up by Sony. Aren’t they bringing it back for this? I understand infatuations (mine are sometimes way more inexplicable), but that would really seem too much...

Mhhh, you load too much or too little burden on the shoulders of poor Vincent.
And, by the way, it seems to be all yours, that burden.
P.S. I see another painting, I feel another world when looking at the painting in question, but this is really relative.
I still enjoyed reading you, regardless of V. G.
P.S. 2 As soon as I started, I imagined you wanted to dwell on the material nature of V.G.'s painting and that the text would continue with a meticulous description of the excreted substance, observed through a lens, magnified to the point of losing its original connotation, taking on, in its veins and layers, an almost pictorial version.

Really great album.
And beautiful review, without which I might not have come across the lady, despite a certain recent notoriety.
So thank you.