Smallpox: The small wings of imagination (the post that you never wanted to read yet read)
WARNING: This post is highly recommended for the low-smart, and if it is true that just put a ban and all the crashing, I'm sure you read it.
Flying on the wings of small Jimi Hendrix I'm going to write this entry, melancholy as a glass of whiskey alone on a bench, I want to tell the story of Flora.
Flora was the most acclaimed, was fired for excellence, flora accounted for those poor men in the box, the greatest thing in the world.
This is the story of a fat man "red", a fruit of the earth, the kind that only comes around one club, he was the leader, the greatest lover of Flora. Of course it passed
some others like her, but none carried the Payette as Flora, not entered into a salad bowl of people and was acclaimed.
months were men of Flora, the waiting, and she one day came.
Her dress was gold, her long train, and all the bowl did nothing but enjoy ....
This is the story they tell me, one of many, but beyond the publicity of Rice Flora What is it?
What happens after that came the rice plant? after the cameras were off, that man has trample tomato, can of tuna that man shouted, cheered them without knowing the sad fate that the wonderful flora dragged behind him: The tomato was massacred as well as the tuna and celery, and Flora was punished by the ordeal by boiling it alive. None of this is shown by the camera ..
When my messy vaiolettori, now you information on any topic, anything that could be of interest, political ideology, religion or any belief or thought, and not written anything, think of the tomato, and its sad end.
With Smallpox Infection
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