November 24, 2017 11:08 pm

A FRIDA TOGETHER ON CABLE CAR OF PLASTIC AND PATCHES: Bondage for the fear of making mistakes, running to perfection, wrapped in the good life

A FRIDA TOGETHER, ON CABLE CAR OF PLASTIC AND PATCHES: Bondage for the fear of making mistakes, running to perfection, wrapped in the good life. FUNIVIE – September 2013, by Frida “Cable cars covered with plastic and patches magnifying glasses for daily glitches longing for the perfection of the usual good life … Footprints, tracks, shards of glass left on ...

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LONG AND STRAIGHT, RAN THE ROAD: With moist eyes, and heart racing wildly, waiting for the roar of the crash

…………………………..Mamma Emma, hitherto careful to listen at the door, went in triumph to make matters worse, but quickly silenced by her husband came to the door, opening it completely. The interview was over, George was an unwelcome person, had to go. “Giorgio Sorry about that, you should not have come, they can not understand, you can not really stay with ...

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AN AFTERNOON, IN VIENNA: The Wonder of the past, over the stones. The joy of summer in your eyes

Moving in Vienna,                                          to stir old memories blackened by time,                             not in memory.         Looking to check carefully absorbed what hides the multitude, but that loneliness returns.           The astonishment over the stones, it is next to that in the eyes but your steps collect both, in your face lost.         ...

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PEOPLE TIRED AT THE BAR: Frida listen, even for you, sad music at the bar. She is lucid enough to recognize that your eyes are cold

PEOPLE – autumn 2013, by Frida   “People get tired at the bar, sadly Cor music in the background a guy winks, the other drooling, and all together sing in chorus’ve got no desire! Cess of the station with a woman the mirror and the toilet overflowing of diarrhea. I’m around are glossy, I’m around there helmet, I am strong ...

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WALKING IN ANCIENT FANO: A small bell tower and courtyards of novice nuns, who still retain their fragile secrets

……………………………….At 170 meters as the crow flies from where I’m sitting now, I would have found the convent of the Benedictine Nuns of Saint Archangel, with its church, but today is only the semicircular apse in brick small, incorporated in middle school Padalino state. At 50 meters from the smell of my hot “moretta”, now remains only a stone arch ...

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COME ALONG WITH ME AT OGIGIA: Do not look for the island, because you can not find in any geographical map, but only inside your deepest desire of light and sea

Hello, I have received your postcard – from an elliptical island, known as “The Black Pearl” – contains the image of a house, but the strange house made ​​of stones intrigued me, so I did some research and found that it has an area of ​​83 sq km and has a maximum height of 836 meters above the sea level, ...

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TATRA NATIONAL PARK, SLOVAKIA: A strange summer solstice in Belianska Jaskyna, including ambulances and police

……………………The Tatra National Park, the first to be born in Slovakia in 1949, was a natural heritage of all mankind, and its Monte Krivan – almost two thousand feet high – was the national symbol of the Slovak people. Since 1993, the Tatra mountain range, together with the Polish part of the National Park, was also reserve protected by UNESCO, ...

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BETWEEN TWO LANDS: On the way to his native land, along the invisible ancestral chain made up of sensations

…………………… This characterization of desire, almost ancestral, a pilgrim on the way to the land of origin, became a test almost daily for Carletto, where to acquire with labor and real suffering a new stature, and the awareness of his being an African even. He felt that the crucible of human history was his imagination and instinct, that the contacts ...

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THE DUST OF TIME: Looking scars and fractures, leather gloves and doublets

……………………………………….The face of Pandolfo III Malatesta still in the grip, the remains of the shroud, and his right hand still has the remnants of his leather glove. On the chest, the shroud is broken, and suggests a doublet of velvet crimson-red, with shoulders and puffy sleeves. Chest and cuffs of the garment, wear a row of identical buttons. Under the ...

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