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Happy (Non-christian) Christmas !!!!! A Short Story

Happy (non-christian) Christmas!! !
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is Christmas Celebrated throughout the Christian population, But Also Is Celebrated by many non-Christians as a secular, cultural festival ........

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The lovers were taking a little break.
had decided to spend this Sunday afternoon in autumn kiss moving from wall to wall, but could hardly exaggerating.
And then, since they had set apart to enjoy the rewarding view of the opposite side of the Gianicolo, the man with the newspaper continued to stare.
The man was elderly and had a hat. The newspaper in his hand was "Free". The paper was old hat and a dangerous bourgeois Italian retired, cheated, like many (it seems 70% of Italian ") by a former musician, a piano bar became prime minister, who had removed the ICI, slap then richly in the ass with a bell'aumento of regional tax and other accessories (apparently quest'omuncolo sign decrees decrees on shouting: "I will sand Anal !!"). But the old stoned continued to feel "free "...... and then it was dangerous, very dangerous for two lovers. Perhaps also because the two lovers were immigrants without residence permits, maybe they were not Catholics, perhaps gay (these days not just a couple of balls to make a female), or, at worst, dangerous for researchers / students anarcho Insurgents break-in, waiting to return to the streets to show the following Monday.
The old man with hat and newspaper thinking that maybe she had to call the police to clarify the position of those two. Meanwhile Jimmy
Japanese took away his heavy burden.
The girl's body to pieces shortly before he entered perfectly the leather suitcase. He put the pieces in bags from refrigerator and carefully sealed.
No one had noticed his old suspect. He had managed to leave in a hurry with his prey.
Suddenly the old man thought he was too tired to look for the police and that perhaps there was no need to bother the police (but have you ever thought about how hypocritical this definition?) For two guys that sooner or later would end up in trouble anyway. He returned to browse the "free" newspaper. Do you agree with that article that said that no one is "free" to choose death they want. I look up at the statue of Garibaldi. He spat on the ground cursing everything that is red.
The lovers returned to kiss .....

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And I ......

I am sorry and I apologize to you all prior confessing that I am subjected to repeated plays of Lucio Battisti.
I must say that despite not starting any assumption ideological fantasy (perhaps a bit 'you) I was always annoyed at the character and snooty intellectualism little line of his "lyricists".
I must say that now but this is the strength of the grinding discs that I'm literally in the new "icosa touch me": the Baptist last, but not latest, my favorite triad of the moment is as follows: A

woman friend
1978 A gloomy day
1980 Don Giovanni 1986

just jumping "And now" and get straight to the hard place of the Mughal / Panella.

Arrangements charming, melodic electronic nicely placed in context, but especially strong in the lyrics, most of evasion.
What I saw it take the shit that rains down around them.

"I dream of a country churchyard and I
shade of a cherry tree in bloom ageless
to rest a little
2 or 300 years just to understand more and placate the anxieties"

Thanks Lucio!

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STOP THE CANCELLATION OF THE FESTIVAL OF PHOTOGRAPHY OF ROME!

ANSA) - ROMA, 6 OTT - The international festival of photography in 2009, there will be '. This was announced by the commissioner the Capital of Culture Umberto Croppi., During the meeting with representatives of the academies and institutes of foreign culture, illustrated the cultural offerings Croppi Capitoline administration in 2009. Replying to a question of the secretary of the Italo-Latin American Croppi said: 'Unfortunately we have found a situation of great difficulty' financial '.

As often happens with increasing frequency in recent times, the fascist hits hard. The culture treated as a piece by foot. The citizens relegated to the margins of social life in the city. The aim is to keep us at home stoned out of advertising and only to buy goods of the master.
HAVE BROKEN THE SHIT! Just
abuse! Where the fuck are
money for capital Rome??
Mayor, do not you let this go ....

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Scary Stories

We gather together incredibly scary stories.
What happened to you that night?
The noise from the next room, there was a familiar sound and that made me worry a bit.
decided to go check it out, despite the anxiety and fear began to attack my normal state of calm and rationality. What I saw
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suddenly ............................................. .................................................. .................................................. ............................................ I never thought that

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Tale received an email:

few weeks ago a friend asked me to hold her daughter, he arranges for them to have a nice evening, we go out for a pizza, let's see a good show we go home we prepare for sleeping, falling asleep before we make a nice chat and a lot of laughs.
During the night I dream that a huge grasshopper, to do with loving kisses and caresses the girl who was sleeping beside me. In the morning, while story the dream to my friend (mother of the child) feel a strange feeling ....... the day after returning home to find them. The child had a fever, so I kept a little. While talking of this and that, my friend tells me that since his daughter was small, she knew exactly when the fever was coming. You know what was the omen? Dreaming green grasshoppers or insects last night !!!!! I did not know anything that I shit in the pants !!!!!!!! we then inferred that the symbolism used by the unconscious to communicate with her was also used from my unconscious .... we then asked whether it is possible that our empathic connection has been able to create a bridge between our messages onirici.Diteci what you think, greetings to all

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That night we were really at home in many.
the usual four of us, my father, my mother, my brother and I had added
my grandmother, a cousin and my boyfriend, all three guests with us.
We arranged this way: my room in them, I and my boyfriend in the living room, my brother, my cousin and my grandmother in the room.
It was a beautiful evening, we presented our friends to my cousin, my brother had gone out with my girlfriend and had remained calm and happy at home with his grandmother.
Then, a day like many others, but nothing that we had disturbed, three in the morning I wake with a start, a strange fear invades me, I slip under the covers, I start to sweat. After a while I feel my guy get up, he felt strange, it opens the door to let in air feels suffocating.
We feel a light into the room shouting, someone gets up there to drink, we are again after a few minutes all the beds.
I just could not sleep, and the impression I had is that there was someone in the room, I was sure there was a dead person.
I remember that I was certain that the dead man had need of something to pass in order to leave the room or maybe it was just there because he needed to say something. I started to pray, because I am not a believer, I come up with the only prayer that I still remember the Lord's Prayer, I knew I had to do.
I repeated a couple of hours later I finally fell asleep.
The next morning we were telling some strange sensations that we all tried and we were kept awake, when suddenly enters my father who had come out very soon, and we announced that a neighbor during the night it was launched from the balcony , 5th floor and had only found out after several hours.

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Night of fear I see children know more than

Tale of a friend on 30/01/2008.
Fifteen years ago my father died of a terrible cancer of the pancreas. I was very close to him and I followed to the end, trying to comfort him and help him the best possible way, then went away and my life continued on its way.
After a year I was born a girl, healthy, happy and serene.
Even as a child played quietly in his room, alone if I may say so. Yes, because it felt really talking, laughing and when I asked who he was chatting with her she would reply, with the "grandfather". It 's true that he had seen in the picture, but he could describe very well. He had less than two years when he started playing with him. Initially, what I say a little upset, but with time I am reassured the contrary, I felt calm when in the kitchen, busy, felt the sneer and say: enough with his grandfather tickling. I knew it was well protected. A
five years however, we were in a cottage by the sea, at some point to me: Mom look at that lady there, near the fridge, of course I do not see anything, I pretended not to and so after a while I do not have most talked about.
a winter night I was with a friend to rispulciare old photos, a few years ago, my daughter is nearby and showed me a picture that reminds me of the lady who had seen the sea was the one in the photo.
Me and my friend we are silenced, the girl in the photo was our dearest friend died six years earlier.
Now that the baby has grown not play with anyone and I still did not ask for anything, also because I do not know if he remembers or has removed everything.

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not remember the exact day, but eight years ago, I was rushed to hospital with other relatives because an uncle had died.
soon took away his body, I entered the room where the deceased had died. I was struck by a strong vibration that for a moment I was literally petrified, I felt perfectly energy, very hard that was going through all the space around.
remember feeling chills of fear but with curiosity, but then I cried.