The third Negroni.
The state of grace of being depressed. Disappointed. Defeated.
Your ego, which emerges stronger than ever. Your
losses, heavy as boulders.
Illiteracy abounds.
Only ignorance and vulgarity will save us.
quarter of beef as addobbbi Christmas.
blacks holes and revelations.
I love you, is like a glimpse into the future and at the same time a deep cut in the past, plowed a furrow from the sun that burns more cha ever.
Folgori heavenly light in the gaps of your constant failures.
drunkenness applied to personal glorification.
Blood, tears, sweat and feces.
But the world is cruel.
And you are no exception.
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