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A FATHER TO THE SUNSET: One morning of October and the desire to paint his own memoirs, leaned out to a window of the hotel Skaritz

………………………………Four months of sunsets, they were also 120 nights and as many dawns, but the light of that morning was different, observing Bratislava from the windows of the hotel Skaritz. Jacques Delors thought about all the moments of his life, by now long, that so much you had given him and removed. In the sky of that morning of October, ...

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SPECIAL, NEAR, DISTANT: The places of our emotions. By Dastilige Nevante

SPECIAL PLACES: There are special places, not near and not far, that only inside special occasions we are able to perceive. They are places with no hills or grasslands, they are made by emotions that only inside special occasions knock on the deepest feelings. NEARBY PLACES: There are also nearby places, always with well-known names. It sometimes happens that, for ...

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THEY WERE A PLATOON: Brothers in weapons. Together they ate, they marched and they ransacked

……………………………..That formation of the actual armies denominated platoon, called then “ordinaire “, a group of fellow soldiers understood among the ten and the nineteen men, that ate drawing from a same pot, marched and they received together the mail, in an Earth where the distances made it greater than that actual, because the news traveled on the legs, or on ...

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BELIANSKA JASKINA, SLOVAKIA: A hunting lodge, at an altitude of 717

…………………………….That night, not even had put the head of Lucy in the big black bag, identical to that used by the police to preserve dead bodies. On the hills of Belianska Jaskina, he poured all that was left of a bitch. The sinkholes in the area were going to hide it all, with the first rains, the ones that would ...

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TEACHER, WHERE IS YOUR HOME?: Moving in two different lands, to discover an identical latitude mental

……………Don Carlo Vanni was fascinated by that man by same age, who, as to make the two complementary colors of their different skin, had opened to its role as a missionary priest a new window, on the horizons that had never been able to scrutinize, by frequenting the house of Rossella, nor with the access to the library of her, ...

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GIACOMO, BY THE MALATESTA SOGLIANO: Knocking on a door of the Coronary Roman street, the house of a courtesan honest

……….The church of Sant’Agostino, near the Piazza Navona, had was completed at the end of the previous century, even with the travertine of the Colosseum, which now had clothed the facade of that church. The third pillar to the left of the nave, drew the attention of Bianca and Giacomo on the fresco by Raphael, what represented the prophet Isaiah. ...

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RUE SAINT MAUR: The blackberry flavor and tenderness of the red valerian

No trace of the Mediterranean scrub merging into the sea. Nothing but a blue sky which amplified its white mantle far above that large  plain, leaving   the  gift of the night to the day. On that morning late  November 2012, a bottle-green Rover Discovery , was running   the D619 northwards, after leaving  number twenty four in Rue………, Sourdun. No trace ...

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WASAGA BEACH, ONTARIO, CANADA: 4 million square-feet, above a white sand beach

44 ° 31’14” N – 80 ° 01’00” W. The County of Simcoe has, its among jewels, also Wasaga – http://www.wasaga.com/ – and it’s about this city that You want to talk about, because it is in the white sand on Nottawasaga Bay, which a man had tried to find Himself. He is the protagonist of a novel special – ...

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STRANGE FEELINGS: In the seas of the moon you cannot dive

Her “third eye”, he stated to see something indistinguishable. Litz had decided to look out the window of her kitchen, that which the ground floor of her special postal station was facing north-east, the ideal place to observe the charm of the full moon that night, where each star had the focus of a memory of woman, clinging to the ...

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VINCENZO RABITO: Four money to buy bread, ten cents for living well

The Diary of a life, is the one written by an illiterate italian  man, born in 1899. That document was written by Vincenzo Rabito with an old typewriter, when he was over 70 years of age. He writes – in 7 years – 1027 pages, which recount his life. Only after his death, his son Giovanni, finds what his father ...

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