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DeAge™ : 7563 days • Here since 25 september 2005
Italia 90 Italia 90 III
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I remember watching the World Cup in Italy '90 exactly in 1990. Then the day after the final (#maybe Argentina against something else) I left as a soldier. Can you believe that?
Harold Budd The Serpent (In Quicksilver)
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I hope you will forgive my unsupportable rather petty ignorance, but having tried to ask the all-knowing @[IlConte] and not having yet received the necessary information, I wonder, asking you, if the (so-called) panism is that para-pseudo-philosophical current that stands in contrast to fetbiscottatism. And, in that case, which of the two would you tend to align with more voraciously?
Dantalian's Chariot The Madman Running Through The Fields/Sun Came Bursting Through My Cloud
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Do we still have to wait a long time for the (hopefully) imminent #version3? Come on, I have to water the parsley and dust the nightstands. I’ll do the sweeping in the afternoon: I wouldn't want to tire myself out all at once.
Roly Porter Kistvaen
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beloved?
Or #maybe
beloved?

But only because I don’t like things left half-done.
Gabriele Muccino Gli anni più belli
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I don't remember the reason why I went to see (even in the cinema: I must have had a good reason, surely, one that was so good I forgot it, maybe on purpose) his most famous film, *lultimobacio*, or rather the one that launched him into the cinematic mainstream, not just in Italy.
The film indeed seemed like a crazy load of nonsense to me at the time.
But maybe it was really beautiful, and it's just that I didn't understand it.
In any case, it's way better than the brother (in directing, I mean): micapizzefichi.
Bomber 80 Contro il tempo
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I'm putting all my hopes on the (hopefully) imminent #version4
Misery Signals Ultraviolet
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Dear Brother, I know nothing about anything, let alone whether I can know something about these unknown masters in a series whose exploits you narrate to us. There is only a slight aspect that I bring to your attention considering what the ineffable Treccani tells us about the term Capolavoro that you use as if it were pouring rain. "capolavóro s. m. [comp. of capo and lavoro] (pl. capolavóri, rarely capilavóri). a. The best in a series of works by an artist, a writer, or of an era, a school, etc.: this novel is considered his c.; the c. of Ferrarese painting. b. An excellent work (and by extension also action, enterprise, behavior) in general: a painting, sculpture, project that is a true c.; his report at the congress, his letter to the president, his response was a c., a true c.; a c. of finesse, grace, precision; iron.: this article is a c. of bestiality; you really did a nice masterpiece!" Therefore, according to what the ineffable Treccani suggests to us, specifically regarding point a (but also regarding point b), one should consider Capolavoro only as one among the various works crafted over time by a group/bar/artist during their career. Because if they are all considered masterpieces, it becomes difficult to distinguish which is the true (and only) Masterpiece created by the Band. Or perhaps they are all Masterpieces, and there at Treccani, they know nothing about anything.
Kylie Minogue Magic
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I wouldn't want him to get upset, but I personally preferred her more *cauntri*. With all the endless uncultivated fields around the world, she would do great there too.
Tyler Cornack Butt Boy
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So you’re saying that it can compete with the prime time show on RaiUno, featuring thirteen excited and highly competitive VIPs paired with the best dance instructors?
Slice the Cake Odyssey to the West
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It would be interesting to know what Scecchespir thinks of such a bold parallelism.