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Certo, inviami il testo e procederò con la traduzione.

Tses propi 'n gadan.
"At what point is the night" have you read it? If not, I recommend it to you, I liked it maybe more than this one.
And then many lesser-known things are tasty, it makes you want to reread them, now that you mention it.

Regarding Milan, Scerbanenco, more or less in those years, didn't do too badly, right: The Boys of the Massacre, 1968 - The Milanese Kill on Saturday, 1969, those with Duca Lamberti, in short.
It may seem junk, to refined palates, but it has its own reason.

Eterogenesi 4ever

Commendable elegiac electrostimulus.
Greetings from the grotto.

How much passion, Danny!
And what sincere devotion, expressed so well. I envy you a bit for such enthusiasm, which, listening to the links you posted, I believe I can understand.

Beautiful, intense flavor, clear and transparent review
“…you would have wanted him to die badly but you know he never dies.” says it all.
But I must exercise my role as a pain in the ass: the series is one, there are 4 "seasons."

But with all the poetry that emanates from the page, I find you all talking about f... Riga? What a disgraceful spectacle, it seems like a DePostribolo!

@[zaireeka] It has nothing to do with it, but I've been wanting to ask you for a while: have you seen the German series "Dark"?

I need to listen to it again more carefully to see in detail; I'm also a bit visually impaired.
Do you know what, Sir Asterisk? That the cornucopia of digital sounds incessantly pours out every little thing, and sometimes, even with someone like Craig, whom I admire, I'm distracted, fleeting, unjust.
Your little pages do well; they pull my ears.

Well, it seems to me that you're insisting on the finger, while Joe was pointing at the moon. Or maybe I'm the one misinterpreting the text. It's not just the completely subjective matter of use (which everyone deems "reasonable" or "advantageous"; it's hard to find someone who says: I'm an idiot and I use it like an idiot), nor is it the indignation over frivolity or Ferragni (even here: the followers are probably brain-dead, but it seems that for her the tool has proven to be quite effective).
Joe's discourse is broader and less subjective: it's the social "organism" that has changed, the synapses of the neural network of bipedal community, in some respects astonishingly unifying, even just for certain behaviors that have now become "automatic," multitudes that just a few years ago were separated by seemingly insurmountable differences. This is a blunt way to cut the discourse short, but one could analyze it in detail, spanning various fields.

P.S.@Flame wanting to use terms that one might later be ashamed of, and intending to grant the young man Z. the good intentions of those who imagine a tool for sharing and freedom.