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  <title type="html"><![CDATA[Telling Stories]]></title>
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  <updated>2007-02-18T01:44:30+01:00</updated>
  <subtitle type="html"><![CDATA[In punta di penna e tastiera...]]></subtitle>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[Mannaggia]]></title>
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Sensazione strana.

Una cara amica mi ringrazia caldamente. Anche pi&ugrave; di quanto veramente non meriti, perch&egrave;, va bene, una mano gliel'ho data, ma il lavoro lo ha fatto lei. E non...<br /><br /><a href="http://tellingstories2.splinder.com/post/11018119" >Leggi ancora</a>]]>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[Mostra]]></title>
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    <published>2006-12-31T13:59:55+01:00</published>
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Ultimo giorno dell'anno. Mentre ancora non so se andare a sentire (argh) Gigia D'Alessio stasera (ri-argh), rifletto su una cosa successa ieri. 
A mio modo, un altro drabble.
Buon inizio d'anno a...<br /><br /><a href="http://tellingstories2.splinder.com/post/10404115" >Leggi ancora</a>]]>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[Strana TV]]></title>
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    <published>2006-11-24T01:08:09+01:00</published>
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Mentre pubblico l'ennesima traduzione e discuto di letture e viaggi, non posso fare a meno di ripensare a quello che ho visto stasera in Tv... 
Povera Italia davvero. 
La cosa tragica &egrave; che...<br /><br /><a href="http://tellingstories2.splinder.com/post/10009179" >Leggi ancora</a>]]>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[Pensieri così e auguri sinceri]]></title>
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    <published>2006-11-20T14:02:28+01:00</published>
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&ldquo;E&rsquo; nella natura dell&rsquo;uomo cercare la bellezza delle cose&rdquo;
&nbsp;
Cercare la bellezza, vedere la bellezza. 
Cercare.
Vedere. 
&nbsp;
Sono due verbi che mi si addicono...<br /><br /><a href="http://tellingstories2.splinder.com/post/9964916" >Leggi ancora</a>]]>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[Drabble del dopo festa]]></title>
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    <published>2006-11-01T02:43:38+01:00</published>
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In questo post notturno propongo un <a target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drabble">drabble</a>, tipologia di racconto che continua ad intrigarmi e a mostrare le sue incredibili...<br /><br /><a href="http://tellingstories2.splinder.com/post/9751287" >Leggi ancora</a>]]>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[Scale e racconti siciliani]]></title>
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    <published>2006-09-22T17:56:44+02:00</published>
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L&rsquo;estate di quest&rsquo;anno &egrave; stata lo scenario per un&rsquo;esperienza forte e bella, non saprei davvero come definirla altrimenti, esperienza che ha visto protagonisti me e altri...<br /><br /><a href="http://tellingstories2.splinder.com/post/9324387" >Leggi ancora</a>]]>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[Telefonate]]></title>
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    <published>2006-09-12T21:39:35+02:00</published>
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E' incredibile l'effetto che pu&ograve; avere una telefonata sul tuo umore...
Una telefonata inaspettata pu&ograve; gettarti nell'agitazione pi&ugrave; totale, e poi un'altra riesce invece a...<br /><br /><a href="http://tellingstories2.splinder.com/post/9216498" >Leggi ancora</a>]]>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[Viva gli sposi!]]></title>
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    <published>2006-09-08T20:05:26+02:00</published>
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Matrimonio.
Domani un caro amico si sposa. 
Naturalmente, andr&ograve; al suo matrimonio.

Il programma prevede un pre-incontro a casa sua e partenza tutti insieme alla volta del paesino (o...<br /><br /><a href="http://tellingstories2.splinder.com/post/9172643" >Leggi ancora</a>]]>
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Sorrisi tirati.
Abbracci forti, da...]]></title>
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    <published>2006-08-31T17:47:43+02:00</published>
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Sorrisi tirati.
Abbracci forti, da restare senza fiato.
Occhi arrossati e molte lacrime.
La chiesa affollata. 
Forse trenta tra sacerdoti e ministranti. 
Molti occhiali scuri.
Respiro difficile,...<br /><br /><a href="http://tellingstories2.splinder.com/post/9084244" >Leggi ancora</a>]]>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[Non è giusto]]></title>
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    <published>2006-08-29T10:25:07+02:00</published>
    <updated>2006-08-29T10:25:07+02:00</updated>
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    <![CDATA[Avrei voluto che l'occasione per scrivere questo post non si fosse mai presentata. 
Ma, come accade spesso, le cose che non vuoi, purtroppo, si realizzano lo stesso, a dispetto di te. 
Non so nemmeno...<br /><br /><a href="http://tellingstories2.splinder.com/post/9057790" >Leggi ancora</a>]]>
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