Gennaio 2012
32 post
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Gen 30
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Gen 29
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Gen 28
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Gen 27
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Gen 26
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Gen 25
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Gen 24
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Gen 23
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Gen 22
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Gen 22
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Gen 21
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Gen 19
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Gen 19
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Gen 17
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Gen 16
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Gen 15
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Gen 14
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Gen 13
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Gen 12
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Gen 12
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Gen 11
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Gen 10
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My bed is a boat
My bed is like a little boat; Nurse helps me in when I embark; She girds me in my sailor’s coat And starts me in the dark. At night, I go on board and say Good night to all my friends on shore; I shut my eyes and sail away And see and hear no more. And sometimes things to bed I take, As prudent sailors have to do; Perhaps a slice of wedding-cake, Perhaps a toy or two. All night across the dark...
Gen 9
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Gen 8
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“So cosa vuol dire fallire, sbagliare. Essere costretti a tornarsene indietro. So...”
– Pier Vittorio Tondelli, Rimini. (via wuminchia)
Gen 7
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Gen 6
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Gen 5
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Gen 5
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Gen 3
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Gen 2
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Gen 1
132 note
Dicembre 2011
30 post
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Dic 31