... "the dark days are coming to an end ".... this is the phrase that is mumbling stomanco in my last few days .... maybe the worst is over .. oh, well ... the anatomy of my body is reacting well to the psycho-physical situation that I created .... nn means that this is me bathroom masturbating in front of a nude photo of Brad Pitt .... is that I feel hopeful for the future .... they are probably the drugs that doctors have prescribed me ... instead of treating gastritis cure the pain life .... bah ... in defiance to them .... while the rust-colored hair that I have made here and there brushing the skin (by reducing the bath a sewer), I do have doubts meetings .. . (I was hoping not to be recognized ).... maybe it's the look "troione race," I insist on calling "red Venetian courtesan style and why not even a little gheisha "nn that adapts to my people who love the caponata slippers-and-chocolate Frattini .... alas my destiny is always to be misunderstood ... but as the wise man said" c 'est la vie "... yesterday for example, during one of the rare times that I had decided to take a little cold in Campo Santa Margherita, accompanied by a spritz and a giant seagull who was biting something that looked like a being once alive, I imbattutta an old friend who started attacking the button, telling of his youth spent in strange share apartments with people who did not want him, including many diseases and discomfort that he insisted on calling teeth eruptions caused by viral to stress ... while I had understood as pimples on a gum that continued to afflict the pain of pus mixed caesar .. amen ... I was hoping that the gull to take me and take me away ... like say .... Ammaniti take me away or something .. I know ... the scarf or a glove .... so I could corregli behind and move from there ... oh, well .... luckily, after which it started to rain. God exists ... .. coming home then I came across a wrestling match between a battered pigeon with a lame leg and a beardless young rat but fast and agile that he used his tail like a whip (me, this is clearly invented ... .. but you know the taste for the gorge) obviously got the better of the rodent Venetian ... and there I finally figured out what I will do great as it could earn money by organizing meetings of the struggle between pigeons and rats in this city holiday destination for Japanese el 'acqua alta ...
ok, but in the end despite having nn wings (and for that I thank god) ... Bugs Bunny won the volatile in spite of the mice and the country of Toys for otters and Mac Donald's ... I'm not there .. the more I noticed when I left the ring-homemade animal, rodent hairs that had a color similar to rust ... in spite of Mickey ...
alessandra
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