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A GAME TO QUIZ

BOBO, BOBO CAPITAN from Sondrio, AND 'YOU CAN NOT the leader who MORE 'to win a??

'.... IT IS ME!

Bobo continues the series of black & Co. that they can not own more 'to enjoy a victory. Yet this time the select Light Assorted had a balanced education apparently strong in all departments, but had not reckoned with the implacable Dema that after a terrible start to "there is no tripe for cats" broke out goals and making assists serving precious companions. The team fielded by Gianky, taking advantage of some incredible initial errors of opponents, taking advantage to take off the 5 to 2 and forced Gigi, John and Matthew to extra work in trying to back into the game. At the end, when many of the actors had already left and the first drop of the shadows, Bobo and his finally managed to bring to -1 from Dema's goals, but at that point was probably just finish them 'and reward those in the afternoon had always been before. RESULT: 7 to 6 for the team Gianky

TEAMS, Tabellini and report card Gianky AND CLEAR

Damien 7
marco 7 (1 goal)
Giovannone 6:30
vittorio 6:30
spain 6
won 7 (1 goal)
davide 6:30
dema 7 (2 goals )
stefano 6
piero 7:30 (2 goals)
diana 7:30 (1 goal) I will
6:30

Matthew 6 (1 goal)
dario 7 (1 goal)
ivan 4
John 6:30
enrico 6
Prof. 7 (1 goal)
6 will
roberto 7:30 (2 goals)
sparrow 6

gigi andrea 6 6 6
bobo (1 goal)

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LET THE VOICE

sinking me in your mouth

rattle in the night

blue lips nude
kiss of color that wound its edges

volume of a chest sad
teeth with guarded ivory


water supports the body abandoned
where the sound can not sleep

notes gloved melancholy
in an interminable whine of cicadas.


Let the voice
my bushes and want
rags and empty clothes.

Giulia

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that afternoon on a Saturday DOGS FROM SNAKES

BOBO AND ITS TRUST BUILT 5 PEARS

The Family can not own more 'to win Saturday and spent another nightmare trying (unsuccessfully) to contain the young and faster opponents fielded by Gianky. Apart from the first few minutes with an illusory advantage of the network, Bobo and his played the match and forced to contain essentially relying on some impromptu restart led by Matthew, Gigi, Henry and Donaldson. The formation of Gianky was rather fun to mock the Family continue with percussion led by Diana, John, Mark and Mimmo. Although already an indisputable, we must emphasize that the indigestible pears finished in Bobo's network could have been much more 'than many the final 5 to 1.

TEAMS, Tabellini and report card Gianky E BOBO

Sunday 7
mimmo 7
Mark 7:30 (1 goal)

I will win 7 7 7
marine
John 7:30 (1 goal)
diana 7:30 (1 goal)
Prof. 7 (1 goal)
dema 7 (1 goal)
roberto ivan 7 7


bobo
dario 5 6 (1 goal)
gigi 6
Henry 5 / 6
sparrow 5:30
won 6 - 5
jurgen
spain 6 David
5
sandro 5 / 6 7
nicola

initial goal bobo's the illusion ....

.... but the rest of the meeting is a long siege, 5 pears, and it went well!

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BOBO'S NOT THE'..... FAMILY CAN WIN!

The remnants of the old "family" and in particular Gigi and Dario can finally enjoy the taste of victory since he first began the new season and launches an affectionate "little thought" to the parent, absent today occurred for clerical "mycological" at high altitude. The result already appears round, it could even be epic for the team to be determined whether the couple staged attack composed of "the unfortunate egidio" (Andrea) and "squanderer Africa" \u200b\u200b(Dema) had not missed an incredible number occasions. On the other side so much racing and a lot of good will of individuals, in particular Henry and Mark, but the trainer Gianky blatantly wrong placement tactics. ends 14 and 8 and the finish is embellished with a large pearl of Spain.

TEAMS, Tabellini and report card CLEAR AND Gianky

Matthew 6:30
mimmo 6:30 (3 goals)
dario 8 (1 goal)
gigi 6:30 (2 goals)
Professor 6 (1 goal)
sparrow 6
jurgen 5 and emzzo (1 goal)
Mark (Junior) 6 (3 goals)
dema 6 (3gol)

paolo 6 (1 goal)
Mark 7:30
Henry 6:30 (1gol)
vittorio 7
biagio 6
6 and emzzo spain (1 GRAN goals)
roberto 5 (1 goal)
Marine 6 (1 goal)
ivan NC
diana 7 (1 goal)
Gianky 7 (2 goals)

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THE HOUSE OF MEMORIES

There, on the hill land is generous.

If you look from a distance looks like a small white shell immersed in a sea of \u200b\u200balfalfa.

Sola.

no need of anything around.

I go walking, careful to avoid the stones on the path beaten only by the shoes of the peasants.

I look at you.

I walk.

're closer.

Watching you is magical, like something out of a book of memories.

A cottage on two floors, small.

front of the door, a porch, jasmine climbs the wall and overpowering smells all around.

I feel another, in another time, change of name.

The first thing to throw away their shoes to walk barefoot and feel your roots.

keys in the lock are the creaking door, a cool breeze from the inside out.

The cold loneliness.

The windows are closed, it's hot outside, inside in winter.

weep alone.

I will scald.

the wooden staircase to the right is old and shabby, the rusty stove, a few dishes in the cupboard and the small white wooden table with a clear pitcher of brass.

The pitcher for the well. The

stone sink.

The wicker chairs badly by his grandfather.

"Grandpa ...

dressed big.

Pants always brown, strong fabric, frayed at the bottom for too rub on the ground.

boots pies, always dusty.

The checked shirt.

He sat in the cool of the wisteria in front of the house with a piece of bread, took out his knife and cut the food and told ...

story of a life of hunger so fierce, of war lived on his shoulders.

and laughed ...

His wrinkles surrounding the smile.

mouth full of words and poor teeth.

I inside, I cried.

I looked at him and thought you might be the last time I saw him. "

But each day passes.

the morning I get up at dawn, go down to the kitchen and I make the coffee.

even smell the fragrance of the beverage cover the campaign.

The Birds singing crazy, flying close to the ground and chase each other in the sky.

not even look like the same world.

I did not even seem the same.

With her nightgown cotton embroidered by her grandmother, the blue cup in hand, I sit under the wisteria.

nothing I feel immense.

There, the noise is deafening hiss like magic that weave around.

I lose consciousness, purify me, alive.

Every time is a miracle I can see, hear this.

waiting to see, to hear.

to continue to love me.

E 'here.

in this house.

Created by hungry hands.

Small, but whispering memories of those we are born, lived and died.

This is the place to go.

When I just want me and nobody else.

Giulia

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Autumn is colored ink

• When: Sunday, October 10, 2010 15 to 20

• Where: Villa Giulia, Via Roma 18, S. Ilario d'Enza (Reggio Emilia)

• What: Young aspiring cartoonists, illustrators and students of the School of International Comics Festival in conjunction with the D 'Fall to be held in St. Hilary will draw live for you, young and old.

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RELATIVES OF A MONSTER ... Bravura

with the captaincy DEMOU 'ALWAYS UNSTOPPABLE

crisis continues Demou the goal but not the results and Bobo, its traditional rival, has to collect yet another defeat. But the main event is surely have found in the tables and between the markers as Donald: Welcome back! And please, do not go more'....

DEMA vs . BOBO 8 to 5

Dema's

nicola 7
diego 7
enrico 7
marco 7
vittorio 6
sparrow 6
ocean 6
Pier 7 and 1 / 2 (3)
ivan 7:01 / 2 (3)
spain 6
dema 3
roberto 6 (1)
jurghen 5
domenico 6 (1)

Bobo's

Matthew 61 / 2 (1gol)
paolo 5
mimmo 6
donato7 (1) I will
6 7
biagio

Damian David 6 6 1 / 2 hours will be 6

Prof 6 and 1 / 2 (2)
gigi 6 (1)
bobo 6
stefano 6

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You Are So Beautiful

Give me what I want on the bare earth, among the damp leaves.

uncover heaving hands, your skin's moon, pale as to make me tremble.

Dripping of rain!
And it's the rain who knows of perdition, the rain will slide on compassionate lavandoti wounds.
From kissing lips and limbs, and taste, enjoy your secret flavor.
Dolce as night, sweet as this night together in the park on the shore of the lake.

Your hair spiders' nests and trails of witches; muddy.

and mouth!?
God lost his mouth, want to go.

Oh yes! My hands caress you!
I can still hear a faint cry confused with the moans,
thin and the wind that is drunk creep into my veins.

know the wine and the body of Christ.
In you I take my crippled soul communion.

Owned.
torn apart, you pick up on my last kiss, you've given to your death.

I saw the sky cut your veins, take away your life captured by the last light of the moon.

How beautiful you are!
Drop Dead Gorgeous!

Giulia