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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year Fun

The members of the cultural association "Il Viale della Formica" wish you happy Christmas and a very good year 2009.

On this occasion we remember the main activities carried out this year.

The year began with the organization of photo exhibition in which they were exposed more than a thousand photos of people Castionetto.

So we started a fruitful collaboration with Nicola and Massimo Pizzatti Giana organizing an evening information on forest and how to live in our times.

The organization and execution of the mowing of lawns Dalico us so busy both mentally and physically able to cut many areas 'abandoned' and draw a path of reconciliation between the Lofa and Cà Go Vegi.

Even with the people of the journal "The mountains fun" and in particular the following are some projects we Beno. The first was to rearrange the path that leads from the Val Fontana alp Mortirolo.

Throughout the year we completed the awareness with the municipality on infiltration Castionetto tower, arriving at an intervention that has placed the majority of issues. The

Beno then made a evening in the parish hall talking about Mountain, we have worked with a short film in which people who have lived their lives in the mountains than once they told their experiences. Thanks to Massimo

Nicola and the elementary school Castionetto did a wonderful experience in the woods above Castionetto experiencing a reality very close, but not so well known.

friends of the Society "The sbrega" of Piateda presented a spectacle dialect cheering the numerous participants.

Like every year thanks to the elementary school and kindergarten, Dosso was decorated for the Christmas

E 'was in fact a very busy year that has given us a lot of satisfaction, thanks to which we are urged to strive to do even more and better in 2009.

again congratulations!

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theater evening

As in the previous evening in the company of Piateda 'The sbrega', the audience appreciated the funny gags. The room

"Don E. Tognolini "was full and the three acts of the evening passed quickly.

This was the sixth presentation of the new effort of the Friends Piateda said in the safety and fluidity of the show.

We left with the hope to see you again next year!

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camillo


Camillo is a player of Snai.
Camillo is nicknamed the doctor. And 'old, but maybe not that much.
Camillo spends his days in the training room, the white room, windowless, empty. You see all races in the program and play a little, a euro or two at a time. At 12 go to eat lunch and then back to caritas.
Camillo, when he wins, run out and buy something to drink red wine often. My colleagues have the requirement once the bottle and if they are drained, to his face.
Camillo has a green jacket, worn-out, full of stains. I am afraid that has not ever really wash.
Camillo stinks and when he speaks does not understand anything. E 'toothless believe or just eat the words.
Camillo never talks about anything. To anyone who asks questions or makes fun of and always answers just the usual litany: "Do not break my balls," he says.
Camillo once gave the bitch to my colleague. If you think I seem to hear those words with such difficulty, as if his breath was really valuable. Troy said, spitting too, for the effort.
Camillo, in training room, eat sausages or raw figs, and when you win the ticket gate dirty with leftover food.
Camillo, once the bathroom of the bar was busy, he did a poo in his pants in the middle of the room. There were those who wanted beat him that day because he smelled.
Camillo is a bitch when it comes to cash to play, try to confuse you in any way to screw the money.
A Camillo I dedicated my first real story. He told of a desperate man who dies.

Camillo died. yesterday.
In the room, everyone was talking about it today. They did not speak to him, saying only that he was dead.
Camillo died yesterday. seriously.
This is a tribute to him for a man who has gone without ever talking to anyone.

"Horse racing is a hell instead. I stand for on my own. Do not talk to anybody. That's something. Of course, I know the stakes. But I have to go to the door, use your voice. After years, they end up knowing you. And many of them are decent people. I think all those years of contact with the people provide some insight. For example, know that most human beings are big pieces of shit. And yet even with pegs keep his distance. By staying on my own, I have an advantage. I could do at home. I could shut myself in and play with the paints or something. Instead I have to somehow get out and make sure that humanity, more or less the whole, it is always a big piece of shit. As if you could change! Hey folks, I have to be crazy. Yet there is something, in short, for example, I do not think there's death, there you feel too stupid to be able to think. I took a notebook, I thought, well, 'between a race and one I will write something. Impossible. The air is heavy and flat, we are all volunteer members of a concentration camp. When I get home, then you can meditate on death. Only a little. Not too much. I do not care to die and I feel no regret. It just seems a mess. When? Wednesday night? Or while I sleep? Or because the next horrible hangover? Car accident? It 'a burden, something that needs to be done. And I'll go without faith in God should be fine, I can face it head high. It is one of those things you have to do, like putting his shoes in the morning. "
C. Bukowski." Captain is Out to Lunch "

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" Al
worm that has eaten for the first my cold flesh of my body

dedicate
in these nostalgic linked

posthumous memoirs. "

Machado de Assis

If I say that the chestnut has fallen from the branch, we can deduce that:

-chestnut is on the ground.
-chestnut has been pushed down from the branch
-chestnut was sick of being in the tree and was thrown.
-era chestnut is time to fall, since it's season.
-chestnut was too much in that class so he decided to take a ride
the chestnut-needed excitement, attempted to do bungee jumping but something went wrong ...
-chestnut was elated and jumped ..

I like the fact that the points of view.
Nothing is permanent, everything is complex, no one can write down a few lines.
Imagination is everything counts.
I'm that chestnut?