"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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Se metto le cuffie al rovescio (l’auricolare destro nell’orecchio sinistro e viceversa) non si sente dalla destra. Se metto gli auricolari come si dovrebbe, si sente perfettamente da entrambe le parti.
Forse l’auricolare sinistro è più schizzinoso.
O fose sono un po’ sorda a destra (cosa che ho sempre sospettato, in effetti).

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3 Comments
  • MariaStrofa
    Posted at 22:40h, 29 December Reply

    o forse è un auricolare dell’Ulivo e a destra non ci sente.

    ciao

  • Shelidon
    Posted at 23:08h, 29 December Reply

    A destra io c’ho sempre sentito poco (in tutti i sensi), quindi credo sia da ricercarsi lì l’origine del problema…

  • Chiarina82
    Posted at 08:14h, 30 December Reply

    è assolutamente quello il problema.

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