<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195</id><updated>2012-03-16T10:43:07.426+01:00</updated><category term='idea'/><category term='esprimere'/><category term='memoria'/><category term='pensare'/><category term='Lentezza'/><title type='text'>I Nostri Luoghi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I Nostri Luoghi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14794480602378739044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-8143118179231709180</id><published>2010-01-13T22:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:38:36.578+01:00</updated><title type='text'>W.A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S049TBJ_c9I/AAAAAAAAACw/AyWoxWuQctI/s1600-h/tumblr_ktctltENi81qarzf0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S049TBJ_c9I/AAAAAAAAACw/AyWoxWuQctI/s400/tumblr_ktctltENi81qarzf0o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426341997965177810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S049S4xj7tI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ij975FO7CU/s1600-h/tumblr_kw4vj2CY4E1qaro0lo1_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S049S4xj7tI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ij975FO7CU/s400/tumblr_kw4vj2CY4E1qaro0lo1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426341995715227346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-8143118179231709180?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/8143118179231709180/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=8143118179231709180' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/8143118179231709180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/8143118179231709180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2010/01/wa.html' title='W.A.'/><author><name>Ghè</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727676812832811298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/STP6W299g6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/T8oNcN3972I/S220/8f7r7Z91gULIxB6ycUDTjA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S049TBJ_c9I/AAAAAAAAACw/AyWoxWuQctI/s72-c/tumblr_ktctltENi81qarzf0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-573855754608412505</id><published>2010-01-13T22:11:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:26:22.014+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ti ricordi ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S045BVOLJzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cZdkScIecw8/s1600-h/Memole.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S045BVOLJzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cZdkScIecw8/s400/Memole.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426337296067274546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... di Memole???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;beh...era uno dei miei cartoni animati preferiti (insieme a Pollon, Geogy, Creamy .... sì, lo so, lo so, sto nominando solo cartoni animati da bambinetta frignetta...ma che ci posso fare se ero femmena già da piscinina???) ieri ho scoperto che odiava i mici...&lt;br /&gt;...ti rendi conto??? ODIAVA I GATTI ... per la precisione ne aveva il terrore e li chiamava 'Brivido', i gatti, in quando animali malvagi e feroci...che delusione...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S046Hks7GrI/AAAAAAAAACg/c4giUfdJpd8/s1600-h/sdYsolKXXr16ho77PBxbd1LQo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S046Hks7GrI/AAAAAAAAACg/c4giUfdJpd8/s400/sdYsolKXXr16ho77PBxbd1LQo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426338502813620914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-573855754608412505?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/573855754608412505/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=573855754608412505' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/573855754608412505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/573855754608412505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2010/01/ti-ricordi.html' title='Ti ricordi ...'/><author><name>Ghè</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727676812832811298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/STP6W299g6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/T8oNcN3972I/S220/8f7r7Z91gULIxB6ycUDTjA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S045BVOLJzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cZdkScIecw8/s72-c/Memole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-6426986889934046525</id><published>2010-01-13T21:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:50:57.805+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S04yIkry2DI/AAAAAAAAABw/EmPB_VLXYR4/s1600-h/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S04yIkry2DI/AAAAAAAAABw/EmPB_VLXYR4/s400/feet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426329723895732274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...questo povero blog è stato proprio abbandonato. &lt;br /&gt;Non è giusto!!!&lt;br /&gt;Non se lo meritava proprio! &lt;br /&gt;e quindi eccomi qua, ci riproviamo o, per lo meno, ci riprovo, perchè nn bisogna demordere &lt;br /&gt;... e perchè nn ha senso deprimersi davanti ai blog degli altri, è bello deprimersi ne I PROPRI LUOGHI! &lt;br /&gt;ma anche, anzi, soprattutto sorridere nei e I PROPRI LUOGHI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SVEGLIAAAAAA!!! BASTA POLTRIRE, SCRIVERE SCRIVERE SCRIVERE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-6426986889934046525?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/6426986889934046525/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=6426986889934046525' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/6426986889934046525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/6426986889934046525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2010/01/insomma.html' title='Insomma...'/><author><name>Ghè</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727676812832811298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/STP6W299g6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/T8oNcN3972I/S220/8f7r7Z91gULIxB6ycUDTjA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S04yIkry2DI/AAAAAAAAABw/EmPB_VLXYR4/s72-c/feet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-6197368735678293475</id><published>2010-01-13T21:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:44:26.624+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Proviamo a ricominciare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S04wmUzEx0I/AAAAAAAAABo/zVWVhOaxcrE/s1600-h/tumblr_kvq55wieZZ1qa4iboo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S04wmUzEx0I/AAAAAAAAABo/zVWVhOaxcrE/s400/tumblr_kvq55wieZZ1qa4iboo1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426328036004120386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-6197368735678293475?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/6197368735678293475/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=6197368735678293475' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/6197368735678293475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/6197368735678293475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2010/01/proviamo-ricominciare.html' title='Proviamo a ricominciare...'/><author><name>Ghè</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727676812832811298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/STP6W299g6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/T8oNcN3972I/S220/8f7r7Z91gULIxB6ycUDTjA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/S04wmUzEx0I/AAAAAAAAABo/zVWVhOaxcrE/s72-c/tumblr_kvq55wieZZ1qa4iboo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-2568634716057482921</id><published>2009-02-09T12:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:52:52.029+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Realizzare i propri obiettivi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/SZAX_cDNW5I/AAAAAAAAACE/qFkll_sMlXc/s1600-h/randy_pausch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/SZAX_cDNW5I/AAAAAAAAACE/qFkll_sMlXc/s200/randy_pausch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300763140043922322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Ogni ostacolo, ogni muro di mattoni, è lì per un motivo preciso. Non è lì per escluderci da qualcosa, ma per offrirci la possibilità di dimostrare in che misura ci teniamo. I muri di mattoni sono lì per fermare le persone che non hanno abbastanza voglia di superarlo. Sono lì per fermare gli altri".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Non lamentatevi. Lavorate più duramente. Non cedete. L’oro migliore è quello che giace in fondo ai barili di merda".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Quando fai qualcosa di sbagliato e nessuno si prende la briga di dirtelo, significa che è meglio cambiare aria. Chi ti critica lo fa perché ti ama e ti ha a cuore".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Randy Pausch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-2568634716057482921?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/2568634716057482921/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=2568634716057482921' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/2568634716057482921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/2568634716057482921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2009/02/realizzare-i-propri-obiettivi.html' title='Realizzare i propri obiettivi'/><author><name>Dragan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016301286074716417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/STQAAszQ6bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E5Bk9_rkGGY/S220/mio+avatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/SZAX_cDNW5I/AAAAAAAAACE/qFkll_sMlXc/s72-c/randy_pausch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-5730166665756394806</id><published>2009-01-07T17:09:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T13:34:12.369+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Il colore Viola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/SWTUYwXxvwI/AAAAAAAAABY/1HMhmoEW2aU/s1600-h/n1524781006_30133974_464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/SWTUYwXxvwI/AAAAAAAAABY/1HMhmoEW2aU/s400/n1524781006_30133974_464.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288585384206384898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/SWTUUn5tjMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NBN7SK3LKto/s1600-h/n1524781006_30133972_9977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/SWTUUn5tjMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NBN7SK3LKto/s400/n1524781006_30133972_9977.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288585313213320386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/SWTULbp3TqI/AAAAAAAAABI/_OLjg30BFKQ/s1600-h/n1524781006_30133950_4950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/SWTULbp3TqI/AAAAAAAAABI/_OLjg30BFKQ/s400/n1524781006_30133950_4950.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288585155306802850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il cielo si colora di viola ... è l'imbrunire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... e noi ci diamo dentro con la neve!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-5730166665756394806?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/5730166665756394806/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=5730166665756394806' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/5730166665756394806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/5730166665756394806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2009/01/il-colore-viola.html' title='Il colore Viola'/><author><name>Ghè</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727676812832811298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/STP6W299g6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/T8oNcN3972I/S220/8f7r7Z91gULIxB6ycUDTjA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/SWTUYwXxvwI/AAAAAAAAABY/1HMhmoEW2aU/s72-c/n1524781006_30133974_464.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-5302789476521743520</id><published>2008-12-31T16:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:41:14.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vecchie abitudini</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/SVuScNJZWMI/AAAAAAAAABA/iVXlEbbHbfY/s1600-h/n1469113083_30154140_4073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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Non puoi &lt;br /&gt;assolutamente mancare a quel concerto e saltare e cantare x tutto il tempo. Ti senti ancora come chi ha gli anni che ha&lt;br /&gt;capisce quello che capisce capisce che qui non va, senti ancora che la vita che hai scelto è una vita tua, e senti ancora &lt;br /&gt;che nn si basa su quinte montate da altri. Hai ancora quel blu che sta al centro della fiamma, quella sensazione di &lt;br /&gt;poter spaccare tutto, ma con una consapevolezza differente...perchè non è che non bisogna crescere, solo nn bisogna &lt;br /&gt;dimenticarsi mai quel blu sedicenne! &lt;br /&gt;Spero tanto di sentirmi PER SEMPRE così...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-3447633528275773386?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/3447633528275773386/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=3447633528275773386' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/3447633528275773386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/3447633528275773386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2008/12/plans.html' title='Plans'/><author><name>Ghè</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727676812832811298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/STP6W299g6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/T8oNcN3972I/S220/8f7r7Z91gULIxB6ycUDTjA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-5451054059585221469</id><published>2008-12-25T22:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:46:36.692+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Scusate lo sfogo</title><content type='html'>Oggi è Natale, tutti sembrano felici, tutti ricevono regali e sorrisi, ma x me non è cosi, no, io sto di merda, mi sveglio dal vociare dei miei genitori che preparano il pranzone e nel mentre sento mio padre che dice "quello dorme ancora? è proprio un coglione"...mi alzo e sempre da parte sua invece di un ciao, di un auguri, mi sento "fai la doccia che devo pulire il bagno"...arrivano i parenti, soliti sorrisi finti, soliti ordini di mia zia su come e cosa mettere sulla tavola, su dove sedersi...ovviamente l'argomento del giorno è il nipotino e mio padre si fa grande ora che è nonno e se ne esce dicendo che ormai aveva capito che su di me non poteva piu riporre speranze e che ormai lui mi legge e vede che non ho piu niente dentro da dare...grazie, sono davvero parole incoraggianti, x me il natale finisce li, non so cosa mi ha trattenuto dall'alzarmi e andare via, ma non mi piacciono le scenate e ho solo fatto un sorrisino, sicuramente scherzava, ma a me fa male, malissimo, forse xkè alla fine ha solo ragione, forse xkè tocca una ferita aperta che brucia da morire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Magari in un altro giorno, un altro momento non mi avrebbe fatto nessun effetto e mi sarebbe scivolato via, ma oggi no...oggi sto di merda!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-5451054059585221469?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/5451054059585221469/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=5451054059585221469' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/5451054059585221469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/5451054059585221469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2008/12/scusate-lo-sfogo.html' title='Scusate lo sfogo'/><author><name>Dragan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016301286074716417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/STQAAszQ6bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E5Bk9_rkGGY/S220/mio+avatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-927962636293159043</id><published>2008-12-24T16:03:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T16:15:21.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E alla fine è Natale...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/SVJQYT5TnDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DpwAJQJ73QI/s1600-h/xmas_mog_cactuar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/SVJQYT5TnDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DpwAJQJ73QI/s320/xmas_mog_cactuar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283373691446729778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...è capace come pochi di prenderti alle spalle e dirti: sono quì, e adesso che fai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;E adesso ...è Natale; a nulla valgono le lucine colorate e tanto rosso dappertutto. La bocca che sa sempre di qualcosa di dolce e l'allegria contagiosa - evviva - che passa per la strada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Natale sono tutti più buoni". Falso. A Natale siamo solo tutti più attenti: a regalare quello che realmente desidarano le persone che amiamo, ad essere vicini dove serve, lontani quanto basta, sazi e ubriachi, seri e allegri, premurosi e noncuranti.&lt;br /&gt;Attenti, attenti allora: adesso è Natale. Non perdiamoci neanche un istante della vera magia: inventare un sorriso. Una parola, una carezza, un regalo, un bacio: in quanti modi si può inventare un sorriso? Questo Natale, vi darà la sua risposta. A questo Natale, darete tutti la vostra risposta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Io posso solo augurarvi il sorriso perfetto ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Buon Natale...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo è il messaggio che mi è arrivato oggi da un amico...l'ho voluto riportare qui xkè mi è piaciuto molto, ma anche x quest'anno il mio umore non rispecchia x niente l'immagine che ci viene inculcata x il natale. Mi sento malinconico e insofferente, non ho voglia di fare falsi sorrisi, parlare del nulla con parenti che neanche sanno una briciola di quello che mi passa x la testa.&lt;br /&gt;Questa sensazione di insofferenza me la porto dietra da ormai moltissimi natali e mi chiedo se mai nella mia vita riuscirò a condividere il natale con  l'umore alto e festeggiare con chi davvero voglio io, riuscirò mai a fare un brindisi vero? Dove sono felice di brindare con chi mi circonda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Pensavo che quest'anno sarebbe stato diverso, un po meglio e invece oggi mi sono svegliato e ho riconosciuto subito i sintomi...passerà anche questo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ci tengo a fare gli auguri a chi so che mi capisce e a tutti quelli che hanno le mie stesse sensazioni, x tutti gli altri nulla, almeno qui posso essere vero, quindi gli auguri andate a cercarli da un altra parte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salutazioni natalizie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-927962636293159043?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/STQAAszQ6bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E5Bk9_rkGGY/S220/mio+avatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/SVJQYT5TnDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DpwAJQJ73QI/s72-c/xmas_mog_cactuar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-7583854093454502579</id><published>2008-12-24T15:20:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T15:39:25.811+01:00</updated><title type='text'>perchè?</title><content type='html'>... un post sul natale mi sembra doveroso ... x quanto anticonformista uno può o vuole essere...è impossibile ignorare le lucine, il bianco+rosso, i pini, i pacchetti ... ogni anno fa sempre + schifo ... e ogni anno il 24 dicembre compare la solita insofferenza in me verso quello che mi aspetta e allora so quello che devo fare ... dunque odio mariah carrey, odio il festeggiare ad ogni costo, odio il dover essere felici per forza, odio l'essere sdolcinati ... e allora perchè l'unico modo per sentire un pò il natale e l'unico modo per riuscire a sopravvivere a questo 242526 è ascoltare almeno una volta All I want for Chrsitmas is you ... perchè???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pA8UHeoYHQM&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pA8UHeoYHQM&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-7583854093454502579?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/7583854093454502579/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=7583854093454502579' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/7583854093454502579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/7583854093454502579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2008/12/perch.html' title='perchè?'/><author><name>Ghè</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727676812832811298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/STP6W299g6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/T8oNcN3972I/S220/8f7r7Z91gULIxB6ycUDTjA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-8277493738741186670</id><published>2008-12-09T23:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:11:55.454+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quella strana sensazione ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/ST7tBbovnAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/LCEnODV7wUo/s1600-h/InvisibleMonster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/ST7tBbovnAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/LCEnODV7wUo/s320/InvisibleMonster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277916422179101698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Non importa con quanto scrupolo seguirai le indicazioni: avrai sempre l'impressione di aver perso qualcosa, la sensazione sprofondata sotto la tua pelle di non aver vissuti tutto. C'è quel sentimento di caduta nel cuore, per essere andato troppo in fretta nei momenti in cui avresti dovuto fare attenzione. Bè, abituati a quella sensazione. E' così che un giorno sentirai tutta la tua vita. E' solo questione di abitudine. Niente di tutto ciò ha importanza. Ci stiamo solo scaldando."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando trovi in un libro esattamente ciò che stai provando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-8277493738741186670?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/8277493738741186670/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=8277493738741186670' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/8277493738741186670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/8277493738741186670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2008/12/quella-strana-sensazione.html' title='Quella strana sensazione ...'/><author><name>Ghè</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727676812832811298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/STP6W299g6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/T8oNcN3972I/S220/8f7r7Z91gULIxB6ycUDTjA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/ST7tBbovnAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/LCEnODV7wUo/s72-c/InvisibleMonster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-7766927186760822287</id><published>2008-12-09T15:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:55:17.507+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Come stai?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Oggi sto cosi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/ST6Ga4dW0DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/3q7d0Y2wnEQ/s1600-h/malinconia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/ST6Ga4dW0DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/3q7d0Y2wnEQ/s320/malinconia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277803609715036210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-7766927186760822287?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/7766927186760822287/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=7766927186760822287' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/7766927186760822287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/7766927186760822287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2008/12/come-stai.html' title='Come stai?'/><author><name>Dragan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016301286074716417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/STQAAszQ6bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E5Bk9_rkGGY/S220/mio+avatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/ST6Ga4dW0DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/3q7d0Y2wnEQ/s72-c/malinconia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-1269712051885724728</id><published>2008-12-05T13:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:34:04.923+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lentezza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoria'/><title type='text'>La Lentezza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/STe5vdkmf2I/AAAAAAAAABs/nmCmV03QoTk/s1600-h/kundera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/STe5vdkmf2I/AAAAAAAAABs/nmCmV03QoTk/s320/kundera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275889713530961762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;C'è un legame segreto fra lentezza e memoria, fra velocità e oblio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Prendiamo una situazione delle più banali: un uomo cam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;mina per la strada. A un tratto cerca di ricordare qualcosa, che però gli sfugge. Allora, istintivamente, rallenta il passo. Chi invece vuole dimenticare un evento penoso appena vissuto accelera inconsapevolmente la sua andatura, come per allontanarsi da qualcosa che sente ancora troppo vicino a sé nel tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Nella matematica esistenziale questa esperienza assume la forma di due equazioni elementari: il grado di lentezza è direttamente proporzionale all'intensità della memoria; il grado di velocità è direttamente proporzionale all'intensità dell'oblio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;MILAN KUNDERA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-1269712051885724728?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/1269712051885724728/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=1269712051885724728' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/1269712051885724728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/1269712051885724728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2008/12/la-lentezza.html' title='La Lentezza'/><author><name>Dragan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016301286074716417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/STQAAszQ6bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E5Bk9_rkGGY/S220/mio+avatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/STe5vdkmf2I/AAAAAAAAABs/nmCmV03QoTk/s72-c/kundera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-2773806229306693944</id><published>2008-12-04T12:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:27:42.039+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OROSCOPO E POESIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); text-align: center;"&gt;Il maestro Elio...che non è più l'Elio e le Storie Tese di John  Holmes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Portiamogli rispetto!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hq2ZOhsH0EA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hq2ZOhsH0EA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-2773806229306693944?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/2773806229306693944/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=2773806229306693944' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/2773806229306693944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/2773806229306693944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2008/12/oroscopo-e-poesia.html' title='OROSCOPO E POESIA!'/><author><name>Dragan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016301286074716417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/STQAAszQ6bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E5Bk9_rkGGY/S220/mio+avatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-5813140258964807888</id><published>2008-12-04T11:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T11:58:04.992+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IODIO</title><content type='html'>Odio sentirmi un pezzo di carne ... e che cazzo! sono un essere raziocinante con idee e sentimenti. Odio chi si finge interessato a quanto stai dicendo, ma alla fine sta solo aspettando che arrivi il punto, per poter intervenire e esprimere quello a cui pensava mentre tu cercavi di comunicargli qualcosa ... e, oltretutto, quello a cui pensava e che aspettava così avidamente di dire ... era? una banalissima battuta sessuale di basso livello ... ma xkè???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/25qF3jTuq6M&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-5813140258964807888?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/5813140258964807888/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=5813140258964807888' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/5813140258964807888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/5813140258964807888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2008/12/iodio.html' title='IODIO'/><author><name>Ghè</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727676812832811298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/STP6W299g6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/T8oNcN3972I/S220/8f7r7Z91gULIxB6ycUDTjA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-1986897302985954038</id><published>2008-12-03T15:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:52:12.621+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tocca a me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/STachDYrJOI/AAAAAAAAABk/R_nsifhJnTg/s1600-h/command.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/STachDYrJOI/AAAAAAAAABk/R_nsifhJnTg/s320/command.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275576105169528034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Un benvenuto a tutti! Eccomi qua, mi presento anche io a questo blog che condivido con la socia Silvia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Non so cosa aspettarmi fino in fondo da questa avventura, non credo di essere poeta o filosofo da scrivere 'pezzi' profondi, ma sarò semplicemente me stesso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anche per me questo spazio vuole essere un occasione per immortalare momenti, idee, pensieri ed emozioni da condividere con lettori sconosciuti. Per me l'idea che altre persone possano leggere i miei stati d'animo è uno stimolo, un modo per rompere la timidezza che mi porto dietro da una vita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Un ringraziamento speciale a Silvia che mi ha tirato in mezzo a questa storia tutta pazza! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-1986897302985954038?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/1986897302985954038/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=1986897302985954038' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/1986897302985954038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/1986897302985954038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2008/12/tocca-me.html' title='Tocca a me!'/><author><name>Dragan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016301286074716417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/STQAAszQ6bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E5Bk9_rkGGY/S220/mio+avatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgAUXzy4aKU/STachDYrJOI/AAAAAAAAABk/R_nsifhJnTg/s72-c/command.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-6236467950856172989</id><published>2008-12-02T15:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:28:36.017+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PERCHE' IL BLOG???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/STVFxOuZuNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cI1b5umezPA/s1600-h/felicidad.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275199250603030738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/STVFxOuZuNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cI1b5umezPA/s320/felicidad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;mmmhhh...non credo di avere una vita tanto interessante da poter appassionare altre persone, nè credo di essere una persona tanto colta e profonda da poter essere utile o da poter arricchire nessuno, quindi queste pagine saranno sicuramente d'aiuto a &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;, mi serviranno da sfogo estemporaneo e da spazio dove fissare momenti, parole, sentimenti, e qualsiasi cosa &lt;strong&gt;io&lt;/strong&gt; voglia fissare!&lt;br /&gt;l'unica cosa che ancora mi blocca è il giudizio degli "altri", di chi poi alla fine leggerà e avrà voglia di commentare i miei pensieri ... anzi spero tanto che nn ci siano molte persone con voglia e tempo di legger&lt;strong&gt;mi&lt;/strong&gt;/&lt;strong&gt;ci&lt;/strong&gt; ... ma dopo tutto se ce ne fossero, il bello è confrontarsi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264642704930267195-6236467950856172989?l=inostriluoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/6236467950856172989/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264642704930267195&amp;postID=6236467950856172989' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/6236467950856172989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264642704930267195/posts/default/6236467950856172989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inostriluoghi.blogspot.com/2008/12/perche-il-blog.html' title='PERCHE&apos; IL BLOG???'/><author><name>Ghè</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727676812832811298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/STP6W299g6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/T8oNcN3972I/S220/8f7r7Z91gULIxB6ycUDTjA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPsx_-IaC4E/STVFxOuZuNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cI1b5umezPA/s72-c/felicidad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264642704930267195.post-7864544332440453020</id><published>2008-12-01T14:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:01:30.567+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esprimere'/><title type='text'>Primo post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xj1MiD3shx8/STPtWQQJ5QI/AAAAAAAAABY/jXJR35k25kc/s1600-h/pensare.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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