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I was very happy today, when, rummaging through old things in a stall, I found the sheet music of Khachaturian's Cello Concerto ... unknown well as the existence of this score ... and yet he was there, as new ... ready to play! Without hesitation, I bought it. I took him into his house.
trembled to see the idea as he prepared the notes, equally, on seven lines, and yet each one different. My fingertips already anticipated with pleasure the roughness of the strings during the pinch. But alas ... a sheet
unexpectedly fell to the floor! It was an old advertisement that someone had cut and kept in the score with so much care, so I, someday, when I finally found it ... I could scream: "MAPORCAMIGN TTA'STOCAZ @% ODINANOE'DAPPERTUTTO !!!!! !!!!"

my fingertips I never knew the pleasure of pizzicato.

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A GENEALOGY typical display of Santa Claus ...

This should not be the post today, but it just happened and I wanted to share with you all.

The phone rings, he's my brother.
"Ste, who perhaps have c'avresti 'na red shirt?"
"hmm ... I do not know, why?"
"he needs to Lorenzo for the Christmas play, we thought of it ... but it is too small , needs great because we put the cushions to make the belly. "
" You think 'na red shirt you can get the shirts ... although lately scarce my house (see below The mystery of the missing shirts ) "
" By the way ... but you have to come there to play? "
" What time is it? "
" At 4:30 "
" Yes, a I can jump to "
" Listen Lorenzo then leave it to your house, you do eat, and then bring it to the states ... Vabene? See you there? "
" OK "
" Do not let me do it to be late !!!!" reads
"No ... no ... do not worry ... we will be there at 4:15 at most"

At 3 : 00, as I prepared, I said "... look Lorè in that drawer, that certainly 'na are the red shirt "
Lorenzo is the red shirt, without any kind of problem, and both happily we are approaching the school, as promised in advance. Upon arrival, Lorenzo reaches its compagnetti, as expected, and I take my seat in the auditorium along with my whole family over-excited by the event as if it were the first of AIDA at La Scala.
Apparently the part of Lorenzo is the most important because they need to play the part of Santa Claus.
"As soon as the curtain opens, Lorenzo tells his jingle and then everything else will follow." I said Eleanor.
Lights out.
is the moment we've waited. A teacher
turn one of those blue lights. ... Those who make others see if there's dust in your home or if you have dandruff.
The curtain rises.
You see a black shape, apparently that of Lorenzo. But it's pitch black ... so I'm not sure. Known, however, that blue light is doing a show written on the torso of Santa Claus. Squeeze a bit 'eyes to see what he says. A large letters on the shirt, says VINITALY.
A roar!! Now I'm sure it
Lorenzo.
Bullshit @ gave him the shirt Vinitaly?? Ma 'n'altra you had not?? "
" Thou hast said red! ... the shirt had to be red! ... Red XL! You did not specify anything else, "
" The red I do not see it! .... I only see a VINITALY big as the sign of the Pirelli "
" Do not blame me ... ... take it with the teacher who has turned off the lights and turned on 'I fuck @ blue light "
You hear a loud" Shhhhhh !!!!" and then a "is up, eh! It's Christmas ... ... and let fateve du droplets over! "Awkward silence

" You're still the same! You can never count on you! "Murmurs Fabrizio.
There is a pause.
'A' Fabre looks ... that thou hast dandruff! "

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Avail the long study and 'great love, which I have been googling it Your Name: A short story

Emilio took the numeretto and waited his turn.
"386" cried the clerk.
Yeah ... I would like two sandwiches "
" with these seeds? "
" ... thank you "
" More? "
" no thanks ... "
" pay to cash "
was while he turned to go to cash saw him. Had been a long time, but recognized him immediately. Had not changed at all. With his arm wrapped in the life of a beautiful woman, laughing with white teeth and a dental bite perfect. The same arrogance always set him apart from a mass of individuals undetectable. To him everything was permitted. To him everything was due. To him all was forgiven.
mafaldine not bought, him. In her basket, neatly arranged, were two bottles of sparkling wine, the clams, and strawberries out of season. And the cashier, the girl, who usually do not look at anyone, she smiled and gently handed him the receipt to sign.

"Lord, look at that 'case is closed! ... Sign! And Famo! He's standing there, "said the cashier.
Emily shook her head. "Yes, I'm sorry I was lost in thought ... did he say?"
"'It is ... cash. E 'is closed, must annarita arthritis! "
Emilio turned and saw that the case was another endless row.
"But I only have two sandwiches!"
"And I of annarita I've got at home!" Silently
Emily stood in line and waited his turn.
got home, warmed the lentil soup that was made by the first day and turned on the television. While he ate a little 'guide of the day. At the Land Registry had not gone bad. The machine was giving problems. There were still bills to pay. Then, without even realizing it, thought the meeting went.
"Why? ..." He thought Emilio. She
the computer, like every evening, but tonight instead of his usual access to sites and download pictures of girls in attitudes itchy, went on google, and with trembling hands, whose fingers were consumed by psoriasis, slowly typed his name: George Travezzi. Emilio
not believe his eyes; 834 sites contained the name. We checked one by one. His eyes moved quickly at times focusing on the words that created a sort of dull anger: Director, Multinational, Women, Yacht, Award, Models, Luxury, Awards, etc.. The photos found here and there, facilitated the reconstruction of a perfect life. Emilio was assailed by a feeling that could no longer recognize and decided to turn off the computer. That night
was able to sleep.
In the morning, around dawn, flooded with doubts and questions, he returned to the computer has rekindled and holding the group picture made in junior high, began to type in a flurry of names.
Roberto Alessi, Antonio finds, Carmen Flores, Bisicchia Evelina, Tran Sergio ....
discovered so that the future destined to those smiling faces ruddy and had been very different from the life that had touched him. Read words like, Senator, Concert, Scientist, tronista, Judge
... What happened? Where was wrong? At school he had always been one of the first.
began to cry, and seized with a violent rampage began to dishonor

against God ... He decided that that would not go to Sunday mass.

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December 14th: a plenary indulgence to all the readers of neo_scapigliato.

Even if you do not say ... a month has passed already!
Today, December 14, me and my blog are taking the first month online!
Like all my things, I thought, that the enthusiasm of the blog would fade after a couple of weeks, I was wrong!
However, the credit goes more to you than to me, because with your comments and your emails have kept up my sense of duty as a blogger, and my spirit of pseudo-artist (I do not know how I dared to call myself that, but today is my complemese and I can afford "almost" everything.)

wanted especially like to thank three people:

- Gigi "parolibero" (from which I drew the initial inspiration to start a blog, and who also wrote a story, violently, became one of my favorite place, namely: "The 'incredible year of Subbuteo "... indeed I invite everyone to read it, and send an email of complaint to ScrittoMisto not to have published. Clicckate parolibero on the link and you'll have all the information you need )
- Gianluca" neither art nor part "(for being a fearless player, and have always understood the true meaning of what I wrote. Then, because it is a critical example, and especially a great artist ... well, see to fix that problem with the comments before I call Blogger and started to scream! And once I start, I can stop any more)
- Last but not least (sorry, I think that is untranslatable) Diego "Diego D'Andrea, whose impeccable style of composition, provokes in me a level of envy (I think it kind of force 8), Antonio Salieri that I almost feel when I read it, Envy (emphasize good-natured), which fortunately spurs me to sit here every day, knowing that even in a thousand years be able to emulate his lexical connections so perfect.

I also thank all those who have never left / that leave or leave that in the future, any kind of comment.
thank the timid who read without leaving any comment.
clicckato thank anyone who has ever, even if only accidentally, this blog.
And finally, I thank "the little mouse," who pretend not to read, but occasionally goes to visit her as well (I know ... enough!): I told you that I would not have been easy ... but if you think about it, @ who the fuck wants things easy? Only the weak! However, believe me, you'll thank me one day and enjoy it ... 'I'm a roller coaster ... @ fuck is the funniest thing in the whole carnival!

PS Do not you get used in these moments of goodness, because over time, become increasingly rare.

And do not tell me that I have no reason, when I say:

I find the lack of communication is a wonderful thing,
because it hurts everyone equally
and forces us to bring out the best and worst of ourselves,
in a vain attempt to justify all our caz% ate. Your

,
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