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DeAge™ : 7493 days • Here since 2 december 2005
Brian Eno & Harold Budd Ambient 2: The Plateaux Of Mirror
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another ostentatious display of knowledge, boring professor, boring!
PJ Harvey Is This Desire?
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(exception made of abnormal habits, the vote)
PJ Harvey Is This Desire?
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I also need the dictionary for that "anabase" term, okay postponed until September, like in middle school. A very stylish short story, with a rhythm of writing and knowledge of the subject, quite maladjusted and uncommon, except for those who spend late night television static hours combined with the feline flirting of the neighborhood, reminiscences, and.......vodka. I just ordered it online, after listening to almost all the tracks on YouTube. Classic digressions are welcome, especially when they are relevant. Slinguate on the windshield.
Carlo Vanzina Sapore di mare
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...........good, keep rummaging through the aged garbage, it suits you better.
Pier Paolo Pasolini Il Decameron
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Here, to blue the plain, are their Alps: a silent circle that, if it darkens its whiteness in moraines and lakes, soothes its dismay, as if it frightened its serenity. Italy fades into the pale, lofty tones of those glaciers: against which the blind wing of the swallow more truly exhales the daily passions.
Pier Paolo Pasolini Il Decameron
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@ ilPaolo or whatever the hell your name is and who you represent, but tell me, what do you know about Pier Paolo Pasolini's sex life, aside from the fact that he was openly homosexual? With what right do you allow yourself to tarnish the memory of his romantic exploits, sexual experiences, obsessions, weaknesses, needs, devotions, searches, satisfactions of his and of others, more or less consenting? But just ask yourself one thing, since you act so much like a moral judge: were you ever in the presence of Pasolini’s penis, lips, his anus, his hands, and those poor (un)fortunate souls?
Pier Paolo Pasolini Il Decameron
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Sacrilege! How could you, in all your supposed knowledge and eloquence, compare the great artist, who has left us a legacy of unparalleled works embodying his thought and intellectual honesty, testimonies of the overwhelming historical revolutions and traumas of our country, with a pornographer authorized to cash in on a merely apparent sexual freedom? I still find myself halfway through reading this disgusting review, where until now you have employed great qualities, personal life, sexuality, the tragic events he had to endure, to throw muck on a person who is always loved and respected in Italy and abroad. He still communicates (for many of us) through his work, his commitment, his integrity, a capacity to discern the incomprehensible reality of the post-war era, something that led to confusion benefiting only a few.
Federico Moccia Scusa Ma Ti Chiamo Amore
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I am 42 years old, and I'm not looking for 16-year-olds; what could they offer me other than firm butts, taut breasts, and skin as soft as peaches? Is this all that my being an adult man needs?
Alberto Fortis Tra Demonio E Santità
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.........but it's better that you wrote it, I wouldn't have made it so rich in content, but at least you could have mentioned me in the credits, after all, where do you think the idea to write a review about the great Alberto Fortis came from.........