was May 20, 82, and a distinguished man, pale and lanky, squeezed in a pair of leggings with black paint, he told of flies and other human unlikely to result dell'Astor Park in Seattle. I was coming into the world only four days, but some years later that man would become my idol in voodoo sunglasses.
The news of the week the White Stripes broke up and Sticazzi, shall we say.
Outside there is a nice fake sun, fake like a movie set, prolapsed uterus and misleads the grannies who then complain about the tram, signoramia no longer know how to dress. Signoramia careful, I see the ovary to strip down the leg, a bit of attitude for God's sake!
And I I've got the war in his head as usual. Lux Interior
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