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The Duke and the A-Zine

Friday. I take a transparent folder and put us in the twenty-Zine A printed and prepared during the lunch break. Nothing fancy watches and come in a backpack and walked toward the parking lot.
a tiring day, as I often lately. They're out of the way, not a joke. A young lady with high hopes, came from nowhere and do not know how, I gradually replacing. From the first day I I knew that view would be my substitute. But today I'm not going down. I pay the same, but it is hard to swallow all this shit. It 's hard.
I go back home. The forty kilometers pass slowly, with Sanborn that caress my depression with his sax. Before arriving, I jump in LatinaFiori, the mall megagalattico. I want to see people. Maybe put some A-Zine.
car park and take the second floor, around in front of the McDonald and I put into the record store. I want to leave here a few A-Zine. I do a lap in the classroom and find a CD I was looking for a long time. Ziggy Stardust.
It 's what it takes me today. And I put this disc in my sadness crogiolerò way home. I have to suffer alone.
I have ten cents in change. She apologizes and fly at the speed of light in a nearby store. I do not even have time to say there was no point. Back to breath and those inutilissimi dime. I do not think the case to leave here A-Zine. E 'asking for a little' too.
thank, salute and go to the conveyor belt. I go down and I start at the bottom, where there is a beautiful wood cabinet, with the engine inside. I pull out the little packet with the A-Zine and interspersed with indifference on the wood. Then I walk away and I applied to see what happens.
I knew it. This place is so perfect that the A-Zine attract the attention of passers-by as a flower arrangement. People stop to take the tape for a few seconds. Women are the most curious, most noticeable libbricini those beautiful colors. The men, needless to say. Unless someone is watching or walking in the air. Some
woman reaches out and begins to turn over in his fingers and browse the wonder, even tugged a few husband / partner / boyfriend who makes a face as if to say "What you put in FFA, which namo ciavemo haste" . But their hard, put the A-Zine in my bag and keep for later.
An elderly couple stops and looks carefully those curious drawings of boats and watches. They too will turn over in his fingers, they look and nod. Twenty minutes
watch and the people are satisfied. A dozen A-Zine took flight.
I almost feel better. I can go.
got into the car, put the Duke in the drive and childbirth. A few minutes and a white car with the windows down turn the streets of Latin America. Driving, a balding man, who sang.
Who would have thought that the A-Zine and the Duke would have the power to make me forget a day like this?

"Starman waiting in the sky ... ..."

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"Clocks" - A-Zine for August 2008 on the site of Asimov.

How do I explain in two words what is the competition A-Zine? Can not do better than Cristiano Luigi Bruno, better known around the web as "Remote", which Asimov on the site. describes it as follows:

A-Zine The competition is a competition that the Association ASIMOV. arranges for members: Tales
winners will be printed in a simple A4 sheet. That
A4 paper, folded in a certain way, it will produce a kind of book that fits easily into a pocket
, and does not require binding.
Our dream is this: if each of us
download the winning story in A-Zine format that will be manufactured from drafting and
containing the story of the month and is being prepared at least 10 copies
scattering them around, giving the libraries, the passers-by, abandoning
trams, we would get something that there has ever seen.
Writers ASIMOV. are in motion and so are their stories.
In practice this will take place that is NOT the Net in real life and real life
takes readers to the Web This is because the A-Zine is an invitation to those who would gather
to join us here in the portal ASIMOV., to register and tell us where they found it.
The A-Zine is the calling card of the Association, are the measure of quality than
writing, we are in many places at the same time, according quietly on the couch.

(the brainchild of Louis Bruno Cristiano)

... all to say that " Watches "is the A-Zine for August 2008.

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Tale - Watches *


- Watch this! Is not it wonderful?
- I like that.
- I knew it! Look, you do not put ideas in your head that this collection is strictly personal. ... Rather
Erika threw himself passionately on the lips of Matthew, stick his tongue in the throat.
- Erikaaaa! Soon you eat! - cried a voice from the kitchen.
- here we come! - she replied after being removed mechanically, leaving Matthew hormones in an uproar.
- not that he cared to make you come to dinner - she said softly - but you know, my father is. If I go out with a guy wants to know. Torments me!
- No problem. And then your father seems an all right, I've seen before ...
- Yes, in the end ... - Erika pounced on him again, resuming the conversation. He went to the counter, put your hands under the sweater. As he was about to touch the heaven, Erika withdrew.
- Wait! Are you crazy? If it enters my father is able to get sliced! - She said, composing.
While Matthew was wondering how he could lawfully calm the herd of rhinos triggered by Erika, she took another piece from his large collection and gave it to him.
- Look at this! The last arrived. This the model used the skydivers, if you push here becomes an altimeter!
- Bello. The strap is then great! - Matthew tried to find somewhere a little bit of interest.
- And yours? Shows! - Erika took Matthew's wrist and pulled him firmly towards you. Matthew smiled. The vehemence of
Erika did nothing but excite him even more.
- But this is different from what you had the other day.
- Yes, I bought it this morning. It 's the first time I buy a watch from sub - he said, knowing full well that the passion of her, she was in possession.
- What colors! - She said, continuing to turn and turning the wrist. Then he took to kiss the forearm, biceps, gradually climbing up to the neck.
When was the moment of the mouth, the call came from behind the door.
- Boys! 'S ready!
- We come now! - And then turned to Matthew, in his ear - after my dinner go to bed early. We stay to watch television on the couch ...
did not have time to finish the sentence that took her earlobe between his lips, sighing. Matthew thought that that was the longest dinner of his life.
Hand in hand, came in the room, where they found the table laid and sat on both. Matt had noticed that the room door behind us and what made him uneasy. But the thought of all hung over after dinner.
- Taste this wine, it does my grandfather is very good - Erika said, filling his glass of Matthew - I have not ever had one like that!
- however little - and took the crystal goblet to his mouth. The wine was very strong and had a slight almond flavor that made it enjoyable.
Chatting with Erika, Matthew gradually drank the whole cup. After a few minutes while they sat the brother of Erika and her mother, Matt began to sweat. He talked and sweated.
He realized it was better to give a refreshed, but my legs did not respond. Panicked.
- Erika, accompany me to the bathroom. I'm hurt! - Said softly.
- Do not worry, the wine is very strong.
- But ...
fainted in his chair.
Dad emerged from the door with a container in hand.
- Before I - Erika said, opening the container.
pulled a knife and took the arm of Matthew. Put it on the table and slices of equity.
- This watch was missing his own, to my collection! - Said triumphantly, while dad, a surgeon cut, clean off the head of Matthew and handed it to his wife for dinner.

* winner of the A-Zine for August 2008 on Asimov.

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"First they came for the gypsies
and I was happy, because stealing.

Then they came for the Jews
and I said nothing because I was being disagreeable.

Then they came for the homosexuals,
and I was relieved, because I was annoying.

Then they came for the Communists,
and I said nothing because I was not a Communist.

One day they came for me,
and there was nobody left to protest. "

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and after only 10 days a month and I paid him five minutes ago I was able to serve the Internet in the new house, after three modem changed, wrong passwords and blablabla, holidays and finite end and blah blah.



few days ago but while I was without internet so I could devote to other chores learn to cook something like that then you can invite people to dinner, but find that too many people for dinner then it means too many dishes to wash, realize that unless I learn to do the laundry in a while will be pain, etc.. etc. reflected in an afternoon of idle rich here in my beautiful yard, wondering what price I was willing to pay to make it even richer my meriato holiday rest in that of my new house. a deck chair was missing for hours because I was still suspended between two chairs, white plastic looking for scraps of shade in a fairly unstable position.

the answer I found after a little shop of Portaportese: uri € 37 for a white sun cream equal to the one I had as a child, one that in theory one hopes that last ten years also if in reality you never know.
I bought two.
uri € 75 invested in leisure and comfort, with the highest priority over other matters like secondary finish the move, buy a modem or bring your furniture.
a couple of chairs to rest was better the first thing I bought the new house.
But heed me, the evening here on these chairs is truly from God.

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