"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."

Tristezza

Sono una povera illusa anche questa volta.
Almeno si è avuto il buon gusto di scoprirlo prima del solito.

A qualcuno serve un cappello da strega?

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Natalia Ginzburg and some lessons in design

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Werewolves Wednesday: The Wolf-Leader (21)

A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter XXI: The Genius of Evil The next evening, about nine o’clock, a man might be seen walking along the Puits-Sarrasin road and making for for the Osieres forest-path. It was Thibault, on his way to pay a last

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  • impbianco
    Posted at 23:02h, 02 October Reply

    Il tuo blog mi piace veramente molto! è bellissimo! l’ho già messo nei links del mio!

    X-Bye

  • heraclitus
    Posted at 08:13h, 03 October Reply

    problemi di feste? o peggio?

  • contenebbia
    Posted at 17:19h, 03 October Reply

    Che succede alla mia blogger-esteta preferita? Se qualcuno t’ha deluso o fatto soffrire, peste lo colga!!! Il più dolce degli abbracci, Shelidon

  • Damiani
    Posted at 19:44h, 03 October Reply

    mi unisco all’imperativo del Conte cara Shelidon!

  • ragno62
    Posted at 19:49h, 03 October Reply

    mi unisco anch’ io

  • Shelidon
    Posted at 08:09h, 04 October Reply

    Problemi di feste, problemi di feste. Una maledizione grava sul mio Ognissanti, e mai che riesca ad aspettare il Grande Cocomero nell’orto dei cocomeri…

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