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I pionieri

IT/EN La parte di mondo ch’era ignota un tempo fu dei giovani pionieri. Senza carichi, valigie o strascichi di donne, in sella ai loro cavalli colonizzarono le terre. Tirarono dritto davanti alle correnti d’acqua, ai deserti, a pareti molto ripide. Non tentennarono in preda a un passo falso, non indugiarono di fronte a un bivio. […]

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I parsi

IT/EN Viaggiatori tra i due mondi i parsi non eguaglierebbero oggi gli abitanti di una moderna città. Per lo più racchiusi tra le catene rocciose dell’India non perpetuano più l’antica fortuna della loro comunità. Ridotti a decine nelle larghe legioni di quartiere declinano a un ineluttabile destino attentando la loro stessa discendenza. Non salutano il […]

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When Pablo comes to town – Part II

<< previous  II “Very well, let’s do it,” I mumbled to myself. I took a charcoal pencil out of the inner pocket of my jacket and started drawing on the vast white surface of the wall. And that’s how I made it. The whole thing was huge, but it took me no more than ten minutes […]

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Build a Woman

  I love being a woman A strong woman, a sensitive woman, a moody woman A woman who drinks green tea and whiskey shots in the same day Because I am a woman and please don’t tell me how to behave Being a woman means a lot of things but here is what it means […]

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The ugly night

Light a spark in the ugly night Find yourself in the crowd of misfits and black sheep Dip your toes in the raindrops This is the closest thing to salvation you will ever feel While beggars beg and preachers preach Undo your words and ask for forgiveness For I have been keeping score and you […]

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In line at the supermarket

“How hard could it be?” she asks me. I lean back in my chair and sigh. She has no idea, this girl who’s never left California, let alone LA County. “Well, let me tell you,” I explain. “You move to Warsaw and, being a victim of circumstance, you wind up at the far edge of […]

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Three months waiting

Magda wondered how it had all gone so wrong. She came to Warsaw with dreams! She came to get away from her village, to live in the big city, and to experience life outside the stifling walls of her bedroom. Now, she was afraid to leave her own apartment. It had all started when she […]

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Nes Gadol Hayah Sham

IT/EN Era uno di quei molli pomeriggi autunnali, quando le nuvole pesantemente incombono sopra di noi e riversano il loro grigio frenetico nei nostri occhi che non smettono di cercare l’azzurro di un’estate ormai passata, la quale vive solo grazie ai ricordi che cercano riparo tra le sue calde braccia profumate di fieno.

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