"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."

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Questo week-end sarò alla Hobbiton: statemi bene! Forse mi connetterò saltuariamente.

PS per Raffaella: ehi, non ti riesco a contattare, va tutto bene?

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Werewolves Wednesday: The Wolf-Leader (19)

A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter XIX: The Dead and the Living At the same moment that the trembling soul of the young Baron passed away, Thibault, awaking as if from an agitated sleep full of terrible dreams, sat up in his bed. He

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From Labyrinths to Trees: How Narrative Shapes Our Idea of Data

Introduction: Stories We Tell About Data Before we ever store, query, or analyze it, we tell stories about data. Not with words, necessarily, but with structures. With paths, branches, and webs. With ontologies and classification systems. With expeditions and search parties. Data — raw, abstract,

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Pride Month 2025 – It’s a Wrap

We Were Always Here: on Memory, Erasure, and the Persistence of Queer History All month long, we have journeyed through scroll and scripture, painting and poetry, ruin and reliquary, gathering voices, gestures, glances that once defied the world to say: we have always loved differently.

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7 Comments
  • Njord
    Posted at 07:34h, 31 August Reply

    Ma all’entrata della fiera non c’è Gandalf che dice “TU NON PUOI PASSARE!” ?

  • heraclitus
    Posted at 07:41h, 31 August Reply

    divertiti. ;-)

  • Shelidon
    Posted at 08:59h, 31 August Reply

    Njord, se andiamo avanti così finirà che io ce lo troverò (scherzo, naturalmente, so che c’è un mucchio di gente felice di vedermi…)

    Her: grazie *__^

  • utente anonimo
    Posted at 17:14h, 31 August Reply

    Sono ancora viva! Martedì ritorno sul patrio suolo, lasciando ahimé il mio cuore qui nel Nuovo Mondo (LOL)…

    A presto,

    Raffaella.

  • Conigliolo
    Posted at 20:45h, 01 September Reply

    Ehi!

    Ma non sarà che ti becco a Lucca Comics, quest’anno?

  • Damiani
    Posted at 11:44h, 03 September Reply

    mi raccomando le colazioni…rispettiamole….

    noi quì intanto attendiamo tue cronache!

  • Shelidon
    Posted at 18:07h, 03 September Reply

    Di ritorno per una sera, domani riparto per le tanto agognate ferie, nel frattempo…

    @ Raffaella: ok, mercoledì ti chiamo allora!

    @ Conigliolo: potrebbe anche essere, sono sempre molto combattuta per via del casino che c’è…

    @ Damiani: non abbiamo fatto molte colazioni, ma lo spuntino di mezzanotte sì. Per le croniche, dovrete attendere un pochino ma arriveranno.

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