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I know people who have deleted themselves from Facebook and are still alive! It’s just a joke, but it expresses the wonder of the world which continues beyond social media. Sometimes, the most obvious things seem out of reach. At the bottom of everything, there’s the way you we use it. THE…
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funeral funeral In the sea of format Lack of creativity. Very bad ideas. Common sense which can’t be found. Every type of reality is broadcast on television. In a little time we will also watch funerals. Everything will be perfect. Testimonies of childhood and adolescent friendships. The first kiss. Anecdotes. Family members. The school and…
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Differences There’s a difference between writing a book and making a book, as reported by a witty post by Susanna Casale in which she talks about the book of the artist. An object must communicate with all its parts, i.e. forms, material used, color, layout. The self publisher must use the same meter. Often…
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THE ALIEN Sunday. Free roads and cyclists masters of the asphalt. There’s no traffic of cars, fumes, chaos. This is an unconscious addiction, like when you’re on vacation. You go out. Shops are closed and you feel uncomfortable because you have made the habit of free openings and you need them. It’s the…
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White men americas Anyone, despite theirselves, is soaked with America. We are western oriented by lineage, tied to the star-spangled flag by inviolable agreements. We belong, for reasons that we did not choose, to the Yankee area. We are, whether we like it or not, the white men. We unconsciously maintain the same…
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Tired days in July. The holidays still far. The instability of time. The shutters of many shops have been replaced by residential doors. The evictees have profited from the bankruptcy of the shops and now they live in them. A girl shakes off the tablecloth on the sidewalk. A man sips his…
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Living with no money It’s half past nine a.m.. I am back from my early morning rounds. I stopped in front of the senior centre, watching the expressions of those retired people engaged in outdoor games. Bowls, cards, morra. By now they will have already gone back inside to shelter from the heat.…
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Certificate of deposit – CC BY-NC- My surname has origins from Campania, but my grandparents moved to Rome after the war. Aldo, my father, responsible for human resources at Poste Italiane, had worked in Sardinia, Lombardy, Marche, and during a holiday in London, he met Marina, my mother. She was from San Lazzaro…
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Show business’ stars Show business’ stars Troubles in my career began in a theater of the distant Este, province of Padova, on account of a show called Confessions of an actress of failure, which was staged harassment suffered by a girl with fine attainments. I played the role of the teacher who…
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Show business’ stars NOTES Show business’ Documentation work meets many resistances. Few people willingly accept that an outsider insinuates himself into their operating environment to try and reproduce it. Many will find in that attempt aspects treated marginally, they will question their authenticity. Stars of dust, is a story on the show…
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