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Great. It smells like pogo and sweat!
Ufomammut Eve
20 mar 17
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Eve is the name of my mother. I might just buy it for her, so she can listen to it as background music while doing household chores. A review as concise as it is effective.
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Great proposal!!.. as for the faucet, I use it...
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But excuse me, in the face of such proto writings, wouldn’t an overwhelming silence be more useful? And by silence, I mean the complete absence of comments from everyone... Over time, anyone would lose the desire to write more if they were continuously ignored. And here I fall silent.
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I try to throw myself into the pond alongside the wet niguro and I hear how it sounds.
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Tell the truth: you left the computer on at work and a colleague of yours, high on nitrous oxide, wrote all of this! .. ;))
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I adore the mountains. I love the big cow patties that carpet the meadows. I get drunk on the scent of the goat. I mistake the droppings of the goats for mythical Goliaths. I bask in the sun on an erratic boulder, as if I were a big lizard. Proudly, I exchange a few words with the shepherd on duty, and if I'm lucky, I manage to snag a wheel of cheese, so dear to my damn high cholesterol. I look at the flowers, but I do not pick them. I use my Swiss army knife to carve the fallen branches. I carry my little one on my shoulders with her big head bobbing here and there. I roll in the meadows. I admire the landscapes and feel small. I think.
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I need to dust off this album.. I haven't listened to it in ten years..!
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I admit my total ignorance on the subject.