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A BRACELET BEADS BLUE: Without a home, but with the hope of a future prime of ancient prejudices and discrimination

…………………….George looked at the women around him, noting that they were of all ages, like the many children present. Only then he remembered something that Scarlett had told him, of that Park knew that well, for having visited it on several occasions. The ancestral condition of female subordination, women Samburu had to add the repudiation by their husbands, when after ...

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ASTONISHMENT, LOOSE IN WINTER POEMS: To swim in deep, looking attitudes of the heart

RECOGNIZE THEMSELVES Composing rhymes under the skin. Their irises are gestures and words that run and seek, exploring the wonder of identify. Once again.   KEYS OF WONDER Spine insistent scratch in the wood on the benches contacts velvety fragrance, where one can find flavors shared. Renewing wonders carved with steel keys which again make you baby.   WITH MY ...

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THE COMMISSIONER UNSUSPICIOUS CURTEJ: A pair of binoculars, a gun and a cigarette, waiting to cook a special meal

…………………… Monika had not noticed that already a few minutes a car was parked in a dark corner of the Palisady and Hodzovo namestie, where a tall, robust, about fifty years of age , was watching with binoculars from the hunter. It was an unsuspecting police officer with a passion for computer science. Marco Curtej was enjoying his thirtieth prey ...

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TRAVEL IN ITALY, 27 settembre 1408: Dies John Conversini, Italian jurist and humanist.

GASPARA STAMPA “If, as I am a woman abject and vile, I can climb so high the fire. Why should not I, at least a little, bring to the world the mood and style? If for Love with the new, the unusual fire, where I could not go, I went to a place like that, because it cannot be used ...

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FRIDA, DAYS OF SUMMER: The Brave and tenderness, waiting for the darkness of oblivion

DARK NIGHTS AND BLEAK Summer 2014 – Frida   “Nights dark and gloomy only to hand me reggesti, soft and gentle on your eyes matured in sweetness, joy welled up your face; The return to childhood and the children huddle with the fear of getting lost forever, oblivion … And realize, That slightly, in an instant, a night, a slight ...

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ANOTHER STEP TOWARDS THE DUCAL PALACE OF URBINO: Porta Valbona and Mercatale, a spiral ramp and a look in a timeless landscape

………………………….. When you reach the walls of Porta Valbona, two servants took charge of the horses of the men of his retinue, and all of them were headed to the nearby tavern of Mercatale. Together, they had agreed to leave for the morning two days later. Continuing on horseback, next to the ducal stablesGiacomo estimated that they could hold at ...

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HEART OF DARKNESS: Where silently fades the light of hope, on the edge of the horizon, which we call “life”

Over a century ago, he wrote for us the story of a special adventure, a journey into the human soul, a complex exploration of existential sinkholes of man. Sure, maybe you’ve already read this book, but Teodor Konrad Nalecz Warzeniowski – Joseph Conrad – can be read again, and I invite you to do so, because the atmospheres and moods ...

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TRAVEL IN ITALY, SEPTEMBER 24, 1452: The humble home of Veronica Franco

TRAVEL IN ITALY: A book-illustrated atlas conceived by Dastilige Nevante and published by Meeting Benches, that day after day takes you inside the Italian Renaissance. From the pages of the diary-illustrated atlas, Meeting Benches shows that of 24 September 1452, with a poem by Veronica Franco: “The highest favor that Your Majesty has deigned to me, being my humble home, ...

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JAW TIGHT: Large rain drops on a green grass and bright. How many evenings here watching you

CLENCHED JAWS Fall 2013, by Frida   “Large drops of rain on a green grass and bright How many evenings here watching you Evoking delight for old seasons go Just to fight boredom   clenched jaw Cellmate You, too, only And distorted, Tell me about your travels beyond the grave, your spirit has taken too strong? Torments, justice, dead bodies, ...

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LEARN TO LISTEN TO YOUR HEART: Whoever you are, wherever you are, even if you’re just a shepherd, with a great desire to travel

Perhaps, too, traveling can meet special people, those who can read you the pages of a book that you’ve lost your memory. Sure, whatever work you do and the place where you live, do not forget what we wrote for a man born in Rio de Janeiro, Paulo Coelho, “is the possibility of realizing a dream that makes our life ...

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