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Laugh, laugh... No one has denied the 37 of brightness with which nature has endowed me and for which you suffer the most classic and typical envy of the female sex, that of the penis. No clean Mariaelena, just... alongside the many pranks that are part of this multifaceted and colorful world that is Debaser, I have included concepts, questions, considerations, stylistic and musical. To which you have never replied. Deny the evidence all you want, Mariaelena. You only enhance the aura of ridicule that surrounds you, and you know well that I am not the only one who thinks so. And run, run away. In your place, without a shred of argument, I might do the same.

Lack of arguments. It’s obvious. I’ll stop here, so as not to bore you further. The emptiness you convey with this behavior is disarming. And it’s a thinly veiled form of bullying and egocentrism. Then you call me heavy. Congratulations Mariaelena. You only respond to those who flatter you. Everyone sees it. At 38 years old, I would be ashamed. Nick, why don’t you shape them? I have some ideas on the subject…

Well, I see you laugh at little things. Since you like to dredge up and remind me of the past, look back over the last few months: from you I've received only insults (from your ridiculous fake accounts), disdainful silence, or nonsensical responses like these recent adolescent-style ones. I was talking about that when I mentioned "stuffia." I may be equally boring, but I express concepts, ask questions, and make arguments. Remember: Risus abundat in ore stultorum.

No thanks Mariaelena, today I'm afflicted by innovative ventilations and so I feel unwell. I have no existential dilemma, nor do I desire celestial or soft sensations from you. I would simply like to have some answers, at least a bit of self-criticism from you, a hint of confrontation. Instead, all I receive are childish responses. It gets tiresome over time, you know? Can you alternate, or is it the topics that are lacking?

... it’s all true Metallaro. You know, brother, that the essential can only be seen and... felt. And heart rhymes with sun, warmth, rotor, waste-to-energy plant, brilliance, turgor... should I continue?

Please drop this Cat Woman story, you're pathetic and you're no longer a young girl. I was harsh, but I expressed some points. Three particular things are important to me: 1) The undisclosed quotes, which I find shameful; 2) How inappropriate and ban-worthy this text is; 3) The musical comparison you recently promised and keep postponing. Do you think, please, that you can be more comprehensive in your replies?

Review (if it can be called that) embarrassing, without wanting to necessarily argue about the content. This is a site for music reviews, and the reference to the other review of No Man to understand what you think of them is a deplorable expedient that borders on comedy. This page is, in every respect, a "poetic license" (which has little poetry, in my opinion) that sounds annoyingly out of place on Debaser. I've seen reviews end up among literary cases or simply "banned" for much less. I find it an unpleasant and disrespectful incursion for those, like me, who are admirers of this site. With this hodgepodge of pitiful lines, Mariaelena goes back to her beginnings with Ovo by Gabriel, despite years of being active on the site and several reviews. What a shame. Back then you were new and inexperienced and took some hits. Today, not anymore, and you deserve them. It's a text that fits well for an adolescent or pre-adolescent blog in my opinion, and honestly, the praises above send shivers down my spine. Now go ahead, Mariaé, and say that I'm a hard-hearted person, that I'm not empathetic and that my soul is damned, with the arrogance that belongs to you and makes you relentlessly unpleasant and haughty. I assure you that at 33, I've experienced this bizarre feeling on my own skin, whether I liked it or not. And it won't be the pages of a site that talks about MUSIC that I will think of to communicate what I think and feel about it. I will choose a different language and use my own phrases. If you quote someone, as happens in your first lines, please, have the decency to say so. In this case, you’ve stolen the words from Antoine de Saint-Exupéry... Next time just say it, it's better, right? In any case, I continue to hope for a musical discussion on specific themes that hasn’t happened yet. Try to do that instead of copying pages from your heartfelt diary. I’ve been harsh, I know, but this little page just doesn’t sit well with me. And I don’t like how you treat Metallaro. All of this makes me very nervous as well.

I also have someone who doesn't respond to me...

Anyway, Sid Vicious sings like a God on this record...

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