“A chiacchierare, son buoni tutti “
“Quindi, stai zitto “
Pavese - Il Compagno.

“Che ti possa crescere l’erba davanti casa” recita un’antica maledizione rurale. Io ho lasciato crescere un fico che tra poco ci entra dentro, in casa mia.

If you don't want to see this horrible garbage happen in every future high-stakes election, make sure it demonstrably fails in the Wisconsin Supreme Court race by helping elect Susan Crawford

First they came for the asterisks/and i didn’t speak out/ because i didn’t know how to pronunce them.
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Then they came for me, so we hung out to Watch the Mars Attacks Blue Ray/ getting high with all the Brunello di Motalcino wasted in the cellars/ because of the tariffs

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