Hello.
You can not see for a while ', but just now I recovered from the hangover taken the night Massimo Ferrarese became President of the Province.
There are moments in life when you have nothing to tell, times when you prefer to watch, others to process and some where you do not own anything "so important" to write that merits attention. It was not considered interesting to talk about what I ate for lunch, to move into my new home, the serious problems encountered in play after the passing of Ibrahim, I thought to be silent. The focus, however, has never lacked.
In recent months is success of all, but then we live in Italy. Among
escort and turquoise socks, between events and awards, it happened all, but in the best tradition italica has not changed anything at all. The public debt is always the same, we still have a President of the Republic, the Constitution is still there and Berlusconi also not forget that Cassano is the best Italian player, but always in the best tradition in the National Italic no play .
Ours is an extraordinary country, Italians are extraordinary. So saying and writing for years. I trust and hope that this step flattening general, the comatose state in which the country seems to have fallen.
Sunday I learned that there will be the primary of the Democratic Party. I'm going to vote because the Democrats are very nice to me, because Berlusconi is also nice but I think this country deserves something more and I am blessed Pd is the only thing realistic alternative to the jumble Berlusconi.
Frankly I do not know if Sunday is a day to remember or a resounding flop, but I of these 'ass on the couch I was annoyed and I hope that the many people think like me, so from a tank on the Street and go na purpetta vote. We earn the entire country.
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