THE SCENT OF WORDS: Smelling syllables of love, inhaling the memory of emotions never extinguished

…………………………………………………Dr. Liskova, had not eliminated anything about the computer correspondence Skype. Obviously, that exchanged with the French left-hander was the one that most frequently leafed, almost to sniff all the motivations and emotions of each of those pages. In the afternoon of October 31, she had repeatedly re-read a file that Jacques had sent to her, a long time ago, ...

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KENYA, THE OTHER COUNTRYSIDE: sniffing glue, to 5351 km from our daily habits

……………………………………………The wedding festivities, usually in his twenties to a woman, they can also offer the observation of Samburu women dancing around a young girl, given in marriage – often as a third wife – for an elderly person. In those villages of mud and cow dung, with animals living in promiscuity with the Samburu people, Don Luciano Gattei, Missionary of ...

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AZORES ISLANDS: Breathe what no longer exists, in white houses surrounded by hedges of hydrangea, waiting for the greeting of whales and dolphins

The Europeans know that they exist since 1427, after six years was a Portuguese colony, and at the end of that century has hosted Christopher Columbus, on his return from America. After twenty years old, I return to the Azores archipelago surrounded by blue, the islands that preserve – even for me – two precious things: a very natural rhythm ...

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LIKE PAYNET: A dinner at Fouquet’s, walking toward the joy of living

That statistic read by Suzanne made ​​her think. At the height of the restaurant Fouquet’s, she had slowed down, watching two people who walked quickly down the red carpet to the entrance of the restaurant known for its romantic dinners. She watching a man and a woman of the same height and with the same hair color, both with an ...

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THE NIGHTS OF AIGUE-MORTES: Leaning out at the edge of a sinkhole relational, without horizons, with no boundaries

………………………Although spare 60 km of road per day was important, to remain Aigue-Mortes allowed to Jacques, to concentrate on his new book, reflecting on the strange story that warmed his virtual sinkhole Skype, that such a chasm was dragging him into the pit, inert, passive and defeatist, evidence of the fact that he was chatting with a woman so much ...

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FRIDA KAHLO: Writes with brushes, coloring her own life until the end

Writes with brushes. Yes, she was a special woman, but also extremely unlucky, a Mexican woman-painter who lived boldly and had many physical problems – even few days before her death – she had screamed inside one of her paintings, with the complexity of the colors, her “live life.” The century of Frida Kahlo, what is behind us, has experienced ...

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DANCING IN THE EMOTIONS: On the edge of a piece of eternity, sniffing intentions

………………………………………………They both danced in the memory of places and the colors, sounds and emotions, holding tight to the green clove of eternity bathed by their sexual secretions. Jacques was as stunned by that boundary unknown, where he had heard child and man at the same time, as they were two brackets olfactory, within which be able to inhale all his ...

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