Dymo? No, Simo.
One thing that always made me smile is to label all the craze, ie the syndrome of Dymo, that nice little machine that in its "historical" model produced labels embossed with strips of black plastic or other colors, however, clearly visible . This , so to speak. I
One thing that always made me smile is to label all the craze, ie the syndrome of Dymo, that nice little machine that in its "historical" model produced labels embossed with strips of black plastic or other colors, however, clearly visible . This , so to speak. I
labels, in general, and especially in politics, I have never loved. Consequently I have always been wary of people who can articulate a thought only through them and maybe, for a feature that sees placed there, adding a "but" a legacy of division into blocks of granite who has lost direction for almost two decades: DS "but" Catholic. Daisy "but" for the secular state.
And Country derby of the hundred, of Coppi and Bartali, the inevitable choice: Veltroni or Bersani? Rutelli or Franceschini? Going down level (geographical), Catapaniano or pastors? And coming to recent events Novara, Ferrario or knobs? Or maybe, uh Signuri, lightly?
that what little political will that all I did was in fact a place where you get used to think a bit 'with all the currents are often lacking the human material and there is hardly anything in common in terms of places, but I claim the right not to label me. Of course then I have a membership, I'm trying to deal with the consistency that I is humanly possible, but no contract to my two neurons. So nothing
Dymo. I'd rather just be Simon (who wanted to unsubscribe from any list, go ahead).
The conductor and teacher
Civati \u200b\u200bRenzi and the Democratic Party are putting in an uproar with their campaign of destruction policy incentives. Of course, off to the young, especially if the term includes, as is the rest of the world under the age of 40. The policy has kept them away for decades - perhaps no coincidence that the most gray in recent history - with more far-fetched excuses, lack of experience (where if they could do but participating, mystery) compliance with the priorities, and then either had extraordinary gifts that they would be revealed anyway, or were doomed to a future of water carriers, or worse, the white-haired ventriloquist puppets in office. In short, politics as a porn cinema, with a conductor to control sgamatissimo age and fake documents to take out hormonal boys in effervescence.
Largo young yes but not "because" young people. Because we can happily say that in politics among young people from whom we have not only never buy a used car, but neither would entrust the keys of the full tank for me? And there is the risk of passing a selection only registry, accomplices resistance of agées, reveal only the young-old already firmly trooped into the system of labels, for which the elders are still to establish a system of renewal fees: three of my thirties, two of your twenties, a third of the eighteen current ?
Just as it would be a mistake to get caught solemn fury to scrap at all costs, throwing (pass me the expression) the old man out with the bathwater and reducing everything to an asylum, where there are only children and these days is better than the larger not set foot. Supervise the teacher?
On the other hand, will not be a nice thought but most of the seventies - and sixties - still on the track did not own more nothing to give, if they ever had. Because if we loose from concept to policy to "give" something, we stop to think that it is better.
So, forced to choose between the porn cinema and Asylum, I would choose the latter, because the children I have always felt comfortable.
And Country derby of the hundred, of Coppi and Bartali, the inevitable choice: Veltroni or Bersani? Rutelli or Franceschini? Going down level (geographical), Catapaniano or pastors? And coming to recent events Novara, Ferrario or knobs? Or maybe, uh Signuri, lightly?
that what little political will that all I did was in fact a place where you get used to think a bit 'with all the currents are often lacking the human material and there is hardly anything in common in terms of places, but I claim the right not to label me. Of course then I have a membership, I'm trying to deal with the consistency that I is humanly possible, but no contract to my two neurons. So nothing
Dymo. I'd rather just be Simon (who wanted to unsubscribe from any list, go ahead).
The conductor and teacher
Civati \u200b\u200bRenzi and the Democratic Party are putting in an uproar with their campaign of destruction policy incentives. Of course, off to the young, especially if the term includes, as is the rest of the world under the age of 40. The policy has kept them away for decades - perhaps no coincidence that the most gray in recent history - with more far-fetched excuses, lack of experience (where if they could do but participating, mystery) compliance with the priorities, and then either had extraordinary gifts that they would be revealed anyway, or were doomed to a future of water carriers, or worse, the white-haired ventriloquist puppets in office. In short, politics as a porn cinema, with a conductor to control sgamatissimo age and fake documents to take out hormonal boys in effervescence.
Largo young yes but not "because" young people. Because we can happily say that in politics among young people from whom we have not only never buy a used car, but neither would entrust the keys of the full tank for me? And there is the risk of passing a selection only registry, accomplices resistance of agées, reveal only the young-old already firmly trooped into the system of labels, for which the elders are still to establish a system of renewal fees: three of my thirties, two of your twenties, a third of the eighteen current ?
Just as it would be a mistake to get caught solemn fury to scrap at all costs, throwing (pass me the expression) the old man out with the bathwater and reducing everything to an asylum, where there are only children and these days is better than the larger not set foot. Supervise the teacher?
On the other hand, will not be a nice thought but most of the seventies - and sixties - still on the track did not own more nothing to give, if they ever had. Because if we loose from concept to policy to "give" something, we stop to think that it is better.
So, forced to choose between the porn cinema and Asylum, I would choose the latter, because the children I have always felt comfortable.
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