Ed anche questo TorinoComics é andato...tra le cose belle e...le cose belle, perché nonostante la stanchezza, i bimbiminkia, i pervertiti e gli scemi...cose brutte non ce ne sono state. Perfino gli incontri indesiderati sono stati in un certo qual senso piacevoli, dal momento che mi hanno permesso to understand how much I have gained and what others have remained the same pathetic ass. It 's a thing that increase not just my ego could do me much good because of my lack of self-esteem. And see a person, that person, your person (and let's face as well) that is a surprise you can come and visit a lesson from the Polytechnic and the other does not has much money ... for everything else, there's Mastercard: D.
However, I enjoyed a lot and, considering the time approaching, I did pretty well this 'break the routine' fairs each year, be other side of the bank has a certain something, as we show off the pass 'Display' to enter and exit.
Yesterday evening, I waited for midnight, sitting at a table in a nice American cabaret, located somewhere in space-time, between 1910 and 1920. Then I had to return to Turin reality, a reality that lately I do not mind at all, a reality that I love the sky, the cold but the sun beating down, the sky sometimes gray sometimes blue, a reality that contains people I love most in the world.
And I breathed deeply of the cold air new day, happy to greet him with a smile, and yes, I realize to be happy as hell.
Thank you \u0026lt;3
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