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Nothing but the bare and raw truth about the favorite big toy of Italians. But who knows why it is never invited, not even by mistake, to any of the daily two hundred (thousand) public and private broadcasts (the only channel that gave it space was the late "Current") dedicated to football, where frankly abominable figures reside, engaged in lengthy dissertations on absolutely nothing, in Italy.

"..the numerical ratio 1:1.618 (instead of the classic 1:2, where if a sound has a certain frequency, an octave interval is double that frequency). This results in eight pseudo-octaves, each divided into 9 semitones and arranged three above and five below a reference frequency of 1000 hertz; the sound blocks thus obtained are distributed over time in a gradual descent and then ascent in pitch (like the shape of a v).." Huh?

(evolves) Now everything is at a standstill. The unsold apartments, previously offered at prices deemed out of the market. The auditorium and the restaurant, which were supposed to be handed over to the municipality of Cologno, are also stalled. In the meantime, Edilraf has accrued debts exceeding 60 million, of which almost 35 million are owed to banks and 16 million to the Monte Tabor foundation itself. Now Edilraf is also up for sale. However, finding a buyer will be quite a challenge. Unless they resort to fire sale prices. The same goes for many other holdings. The Vatican, which has taken charge at San Raffaele, may therefore be forced to sell off assets. But in this way, it won't be easy to fill the gap left by Don Verzé. Unless there are miracles, of course.

Millions of euros diverted to luxury hotels in Costa Smeralda and real estate speculation, favors for friends, and megalomaniacal projects. This is how San Raffaele was brought to its knees.
Brazilian plantations. Buildings and hospitals in Eastern European countries. Planes and helicopters registered to companies in New Zealand. The treasure hunt for San Raffaele has officially begun. But to trace the hundreds of millions of misguided investments that led to the downfall of Don Luigi Verzé's healthcare empire, one doesn't need to go to the ends of the earth. The catastrophe began and developed in Milan and the surrounding area. At most, to understand how and why one of the nation's leading healthcare facilities was pushed to the brink of bankruptcy, it suffices to take a quick trip to Costa Smeralda, to the beach overlooking the azure sea in front of Tavolara Island. Don Verzé made it there as well. No hospitals. No charitable works. More prosaically, a four-star hotel, the Don Diego, reserved for an elite clientele, at least judging by the prices: up to five thousand euros for a week in high season. The hotel is owned by the Monte Tabor Foundation, the same one that controls San Raffaele. However, the management is entrusted to another company, San Diego srl, which is headed by five shareholders. One of them is actor Renato Pozzetto (the one from Cochi and Renato). Another, holding a 20 percent stake, is named Mario Cal. None other than the right-hand man of Don Verzé, the manager who committed suicide last Monday.
THEREFORE, the Foundation diverted millions of euros from healthcare activities to hospitality, and one of its top executives personally got involved, with an investment of a few tens of thousands of euros, to share in the profits of the venture. Profits that, to be honest, are yet to materialize, given that the Don Diego hotel is operating at a loss. The Sardinian initiative is, on the whole, a small affair, at least when compared to the billion or more dollars of debt weighing down San Raffaele, but it provides insight into how things were managed in Don Verzé's domain. Over time, a myriad of misguided investments and megalomaniacal projects have undermined the visionary priest's great work at its foundations, also featuring evident conflicts of interest, as seen in the case of the San Diego hotel. “Everything is possible to those who believe,” repeats the ninety-year-old chief of the Monte Tabor Foundation. Almost everything, one might correct. For example, if a portion of the funds provided by the Lombardy Region for reimbursements of medicines and hospital stays (over 400 million a year) is funneled into the most disparate initiatives, it’s clear that one is heading straight toward disaster. For a while, the burden of this reckless strategy was shifted onto suppliers. Thus, the debt owed to companies supplying San Raffaele, from pharmaceutical firms to IT providers, skyrocketed to over 500 million.
IN SIMPLE TERMS, public funding has been partially absorbed by initiatives that had nothing to do with the common good. Such as the colossal dome topped with an archangel that cost over 60 million. Or the new hospital in Olbia, which cost over 200 million euros, largely financed by banks. A facility that was completed just a few months ago and seems destined to remain idle until the fate of the entire healthcare group is clarified. Then there’s the chapter on real estate speculation. A short trip of a few kilometers from Milan to Cologno Monzese, a town in the hinterland, proves this. Here, a company of San Raffaele, Edilraf, once managed by Cal, restored a historic villa set in a park where it also built dozens of apartments. The operation also involved the Diodoro construction group of Pierino Zammarchi, which, however, pulled out at the end of 2008. Now everything is at a standstill. The apartments remain unsold, previously offered at prices deemed above market. Both the auditorium and the restaurant that

Emika is said to have to dance architecture in order to talk about music. P.S. Emikalosò chì è questa: will she be a relative of Pietro Micca?

Surely, the grotesque gaudiness of the self-bestowed names by the Blackmetallers (Misanthrone..) is something that eludes the subhuman intelligentsia. But it is what it is.

Everything is very beautiful, but (and I apologize for asking you this so abruptly) I still haven't understood [despite having (survived) here for over eight decades] what "..very ancient traditions.." and "..a land (Sardinian, ed.) with many isolated and untouched places far from the masses.." have to do with the Black Metal around here.

Basically, the split is when people from Emilia and Romagna lay down their tortellini and cappelletti as a sign of peace and make a record together. Apperò!

WILD BOAR SARDINIAN STYLE - Ingredients: for 4 people 800 gr. of Wild Boar (shoulder or ribs cut into pieces), 200 gr. whole Sardinian olives, 2 sun-dried tomatoes, a few capers, 1 large onion, 100 gr. extra virgin olive oil, salt and chili pepper, Cannonau. Preparation: in a saucepan, brown the cut wild boar in oil for 5 minutes, then add the coarsely sliced onion, olives, tomato, and capers. Add salt and chili pepper to taste. Sauté everything for a few minutes and cover with Cannonau wine. Let it simmer for about 1 hour, stirring occasionally. A red wine is recommended, preferably Monica or Cannonau.

But does Vanna Marchi also play for us?