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vi: Tore weather there?
sector: it is cold, there's' snow, rain, everything. and here? (And them? Ed)
you: here? in London?
sector:
is there: it rains here
sector: it rains only? Cold is not it?

treasure here is raining and cold, inside out everywhere. But you know, some mornings you wake up and open the tent and the sky 'blue and there' the sun and everything looks beautiful so beautiful you'd want to tell everyone and go everywhere. remember that when it 's the sun at any time of year you say, we go to sea? and even if 'in December or February or September, if there is' the only right you want to go to sea. and 'so here my love. when it 's the sun I would go to the sea. if you were here when it 's the sun you look at us and I would say: go to the beach? and I'll say. yeah, come on! go to the beach. and you begin to laugh and get excited as if the sea was the greatest thing in the world. and because 'the most beautiful thing in the world if it makes you smile. sure, Mom, Dad and rosaria would tell us, but you say? are you stupid?? but to us that we care. we understand, and I understand that through your enthusiasm, if there's something you want to wish you and you always get excited as if it were really possible to have it. even if that thing and 'the sea in December. between a bit and 'carnival and at home think you're too big to disguise. as if it may be too great for things. Who decides when you are 'too big? Who decides that it 's too? too big, too small? absurd, my love, and 'absurd. but do not worry as long as I have breath I scream for you against the world of "too much" against the world of "you're stupid." I miss your world, I miss your thousand and five hundred questions. I miss your being a pimp, that when I get home I say, "I drink only water stronghold," because you know that I think the soda hurt and you should not drink it. But the drink, again, and stop only when I'm there. night my love, tonight and if I was you and I mangle the Tuck kidding you covered all the deadwood to hear you laugh.

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I learned to walk in the rain, a little me among the people, to breathe deeply when I bump without looking. I learned to smile with blue sky and to patients with the gray sky. to queue when there would be no need and respond well even though I'm not listening to me.

'm learning to accept the absence of those who were there and who will be there, and so the absence of those who might be there but decided to take a wrong turn. and I'm learning how to tell if it's worth it.

teach my heart to not ask for a second time but the first to rejoice. teach my hands to retain the affection and my feet to stop and rest.

and appearance.

appearance in spring and flowers in my garden. aspect of the summer rain and the smell of the earth. the no-look and wonder why. expect that time slows down and does not make me more afraid. looks creepy. the sudden joy. aspect of the worst times and the best ones. look not understand anything or be taken by the hand.

I learned slowly. I learned that you only hear in silence and I have learned not to give up and to be desired. I learned to hold back. hold everything. pee ', breathing, screaming.

I learned to question everything. but not everything.

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letter from my friend francesco

"Virginia, you can not believe the excitement! Do not know if I've never seen a crowd like that, and say that they do all the marches, the 1st of May is always square with the CGIL extension ever.
But how today, never! And then, how wonderful: organized and opened by women, this event would signal the fact that women 'build networks.' And so from all sides rained giant balls of yarn of all colors, that crowd passed from hand to hand and so the sky was a canvas of colorful wool incredible. Wires and wires that were woven. And look what we're talking about Piazza San Carlo, Via Roma, Piazza Castello and Via Po are full! !
short, I was moved.
Virginia, just lots of experience, made a bit 'of money and then come here to live: maybe in a few years it will be better. And Italy is still a great country, despite everything. "

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"I Wished I Had died before anyone But I loved her."

last night in a valley of tears, I finished the book I was reading and I literally devoured. My reality for a week, 'was the book, then I stopped to work or doing shopping, looking as soon as possible to return to my reading. Rarely does a book to me this effect devastating. This time I personified so much to feel good and evil in history. wonderful experience but also destabilizing in a sense. The book 'The Paris Wife and will be published in the UK next month (read the books first of all' a privilege of the work I do but it 's a shame not being able to immediately share with others - reading as opposed to what we think can be a 'very social!). I know that in Italy have been sold the rights and should be out soon for Pozza Blacks.

The novel 'based on true facts, give a reading made this interview with the author but not read it all the way because of things revealed in the novel. Writing very exciting, simple and with a fast pace. There are many dialogues and it 's all told in first person from protagonist, Hadley, the first wife of Ernest Hemighway, the "wife in Paris."

The novel and 'first of all a window on the world of women, because of fragility', dreams, fears, passions, conflicts and unexpected strength. And this world to meet Ernest Hemingway, writer and above all man, although still 21 years old. And so begins a story of passion, love and respect. It ciberanno each other but in different ways. Of course a woman I deeply hated the egos and disproportionate dominance of Hemingway, a lover of words I loved the appearance of writers cone Fitzgerald, Pound, Stein. From everything I have experienced lecturer who has lived Hadley for the duration of the pages. The power of words.

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