Sono una povera illusa anche questa volta.
Almeno si è avuto il buon gusto di scoprirlo prima del solito.
Almeno si è avuto il buon gusto di scoprirlo prima del solito.
A qualcuno serve un cappello da strega?
"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."
― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows
A qualcuno serve un cappello da strega?
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impbianco
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heraclitus
Posted at 08:13h, 03 Octoberproblemi di feste? o peggio?
contenebbia
Posted at 17:19h, 03 OctoberChe succede alla mia blogger-esteta preferita? Se qualcuno t’ha deluso o fatto soffrire, peste lo colga!!! Il più dolce degli abbracci, Shelidon
Damiani
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Shelidon
Posted at 08:09h, 04 OctoberProblemi di feste, problemi di feste. Una maledizione grava sul mio Ognissanti, e mai che riesca ad aspettare il Grande Cocomero nell’orto dei cocomeri…