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Something of us to tell to the world, while the world is told through us.
Something of us to tell to the world, while the world is told through us.

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Then, that the sun has disappeared but the moon shines so brightly, and in any case it will come back like a ball thrown to the wall – it’s called charma – with the same power, but where will it end with precision? It depends on the colors, they have a…
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Hello 24! March 17th was my birthday. This year was in such a delicate moment that I haven’t given myself time to live or fully perceive the festivities, even though I have had so many people who have done everything to surprise me and show me love. I…
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It’s not an easy time for me, now. Again. I’m sorry guys if I’m not just happy and carefree, but I’m trying to share the real myself and what’s going on in me life right now as in an open diary. I need it. I would lie if I omitted. My blog has born for ……
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Lichtenstein is anti any pictorial rule. Using advertising images, trivializes mass information on reality, forces the observer to a reaction that leads him to reevaluate his expectation. He exploits a feature of the comic book press (the pointillism) and…
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They asked me once if I felt more Alice or White rabbit. I replied, but then I thought about it. I believe you can’t choose whether to be White rabbits or Alice. That we can’t choose a single road and stop for life. We must have clear ideas and a…
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Although this year Christmas takes more difficult to trace the line of lights of my enthusiasm, I tried to infuse it in those around me. I have prepared five trees and I have donated 3 with the same sentimental principle that I will now share. Mum also…
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Perfection is a mental mirage that tarnishes the sight, it loses us in a continuous mistake and conditions our idea of ​​happiness. There is a whole phase of life in which we turn our gaze to a nonexistent perfection but which we believe to see in others.…
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I will never tire of comparing the life to a card game. Because it’s exactly how I see it. Everybody around circular tables, cards to the hand, playground lights. There is someone who laughs a lot, who smokes cigars, who studies others, who counts.…
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One year as one day. No sail on the horizon. It frightens me the idea that one day it will be 5, 10, 20 years. A whole life without you. It frightens me the idea that I can forget your voice, your expressions, the way you called me, how it was to live…
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Starbucks to start the second day in Valencia (here the first). It would also have been my mom’s nameday, September 29th. So we went to see the Gulliver Park: taken from Swift’s novel, the moment when the protagonist on his trip is imprisoned by the…
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