The December of my life
perfume full of light Guasticce fir .... .... ..... the girls live nativity scene at the table by Mario prosecco ..... .. .... the Midnight Mass Perhaps the different eyes ... ... the opportunity presents unnecessary and expect ... I go to call Monica Clare .... in my room ... that helps me to pack my letters last minute. . the men in my life that I took away after the nuts ... .. chocolate ... ricciarelli cup of Disney ... motor paralysis of aggression ... the birth .... sleepy children in square ... the lot of boxing that Emi is not attacked because we laughed too ... the fight to Kelli's ... the benches in the buildin 'cold and Mello who is afraid .... hugs ... kisses too greetings to those who barely ... this closeness to God that destroys the heart and thoughts .... ... the renewal rebirthing .... mom asks me where I go at that ... it says father cover me who are dressed little ... Diana goes to the community of St. Egidio Alecsey ... who decides it's time to go ... Florence ... the pine trees in a row .... cold ... all sitting silence ... .. my mail to Gabriele .... the terror of not knowing whether I would be able to read the paper ... .. placed inside the dachshund .. .... .... return the toast ... to the pub to Vicarello pizzas Assunta ... sleep ... that does not come to review the movies ... my sixth sense ... the genuine warmth of my hands ... the eroticism ... . desire and be able to stop in time ... socks .... the Befana ...
be undone, and everything clean.
And you think I can afford to cry?
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Car Stereo Suppressor
Bow.
Actually ..
I am a happy woman.
Yeah ... I'm ...
wrap me in cotton wool when it's cold ... but I always found the neck ...
as an emergency exit as an evacuation slide .. ..
ready to exit the voice .. the tone ... the musicality of my life ..
that is yes ... .. but troubled emotional vortex of colors and figures that would otherwise have to look sideways.
Actually ..
I'm a happy woman.
When I see my glass of wine ... when I meet people better understand .. when the miracle happened and going ..
are When you hit on the roof of the car in his haste to get out ... when I do the fool on the table in the staff room ... when I Ting face of sadness to be different at least one day ..
are when I read when I eat pasta .. ... when you smoke a cigarette after dinner with the girls ...
..
in reality ..
I'm a happy woman.
I've been .. I am ... and I will be.
despite everything.
Actually ..
I am a happy woman.
Yeah ... I'm ...
wrap me in cotton wool when it's cold ... but I always found the neck ...
as an emergency exit as an evacuation slide .. ..
ready to exit the voice .. the tone ... the musicality of my life ..
that is yes ... .. but troubled emotional vortex of colors and figures that would otherwise have to look sideways.
Actually ..
I'm a happy woman.
When I see my glass of wine ... when I meet people better understand .. when the miracle happened and going ..
are When you hit on the roof of the car in his haste to get out ... when I do the fool on the table in the staff room ... when I Ting face of sadness to be different at least one day ..
are when I read when I eat pasta .. ... when you smoke a cigarette after dinner with the girls ...
..
in reality ..
I'm a happy woman.
I've been .. I am ... and I will be.
despite everything.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Metal Clingfilm Dispenser
signal.
.. this calls us goodbye ...
without notice .. if not how they were screaming reminders of love ..
Rising to be able to love .... .... .... from here to where I am today ... without gate fingers pointing ... ... .. real or irrational fears
spread my slice of bread of your wonderful smell of your existence ... .. .. made in meetings open arms to those who are just helpless .. ... underdog ... abandoned ...
eat there for years ... the flavor of life that makes sense ... the understanding of life and share it with you ...
The adoption of my love takes me to tie my hands ... mouth .. my senses and my desires .. color of these crazy nights away from you ...
loosens ties to free you
.. this calls us goodbye ...
without notice .. if not how they were screaming reminders of love ..
Rising to be able to love .... .... .... from here to where I am today ... without gate fingers pointing ... ... .. real or irrational fears
spread my slice of bread of your wonderful smell of your existence ... .. .. made in meetings open arms to those who are just helpless .. ... underdog ... abandoned ...
eat there for years ... the flavor of life that makes sense ... the understanding of life and share it with you ...
The adoption of my love takes me to tie my hands ... mouth .. my senses and my desires .. color of these crazy nights away from you ...
loosens ties to free you
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Am I Too Big For My Pony
forget to love
believe that I did not listen.
They're there .. ... inert to exchange words about the days go by. Speaking of children
times changed ... .. mortgage payments ... The Upside of Anger. They support
looks sometimes .. .. support hands ... clothes ...
.. and forget.
forget about me ... this is always the same ... time spent in hardship and biting her lips colored straws ...
thieves moments of life and died there
expenditure in the same place .. .. for months now. They spend
words thinking that there is an echo ... this strange rumbling in my head ..
meaningless tones and stripped of hope.
say should be there.
Who knows ... who knows yet as to why .. I should be there.
is never anyone ...
my eyes look glazed deaf and savor a wait like yesterday ...
sometimes I wonder why .. but I can not find answers that give me peace ... nor an excerpt of a smile.
Playing and singing slow songs and remember ... often confused words dictated by a memory ... cold as the edge of my bed at night ...
.. when you cling to hope a new chair ... a new me.
Yet I treasure all my ..
priceless possession that no one will ever .. never go away.
The memories remain. Those who still mourns the disease and save. Those
frame ... to hang on these walls now have my drawings .. so weird and colorful madness ... this terribly fond of a bitter and lonely.
I put in the closets to hide in the future, the healthy part of the woman who was ..
disbelief in front of visits that do not come ... and with whom I spend Natali ..
shares with me warm bed of cotton forgetful.
forgetful.
Like me ...
I eat the same life day to rest my torment.
For Evelina Galeotti
..... love of my lady of Poggetti.
Fair loneliness of names .... wrong room .. cutlery and clothes.
....... thanks to you to smile when I lose myself in your bare words.
believe that I did not listen.
They're there .. ... inert to exchange words about the days go by. Speaking of children
times changed ... .. mortgage payments ... The Upside of Anger. They support
looks sometimes .. .. support hands ... clothes ...
.. and forget.
forget about me ... this is always the same ... time spent in hardship and biting her lips colored straws ...
thieves moments of life and died there
expenditure in the same place .. .. for months now. They spend
words thinking that there is an echo ... this strange rumbling in my head ..
meaningless tones and stripped of hope.
say should be there.
Who knows ... who knows yet as to why .. I should be there.
is never anyone ...
my eyes look glazed deaf and savor a wait like yesterday ...
sometimes I wonder why .. but I can not find answers that give me peace ... nor an excerpt of a smile.
Playing and singing slow songs and remember ... often confused words dictated by a memory ... cold as the edge of my bed at night ...
.. when you cling to hope a new chair ... a new me.
Yet I treasure all my ..
priceless possession that no one will ever .. never go away.
The memories remain. Those who still mourns the disease and save. Those
frame ... to hang on these walls now have my drawings .. so weird and colorful madness ... this terribly fond of a bitter and lonely.
I put in the closets to hide in the future, the healthy part of the woman who was ..
disbelief in front of visits that do not come ... and with whom I spend Natali ..
shares with me warm bed of cotton forgetful.
forgetful.
Like me ...
I eat the same life day to rest my torment.
For Evelina Galeotti
..... love of my lady of Poggetti.
Fair loneliness of names .... wrong room .. cutlery and clothes.
....... thanks to you to smile when I lose myself in your bare words.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Knee Pain Pricking Pain
Art
Speculation: the sense of the word used in context philosophy is to "produce consequences from a statement without solid basis" in the economy instead: ". .. if the speculative operation is successful, that will produce a profit, otherwise there will be a loss" but instead as the content and the ultimate meaning of this post will understand that as I go to use the term to take advantage of less lofty artistic. Advantage: profit, take unfair advantage of, abuse. Both the ultimate meaning does not change. I also combine it with thermite, taking advantage of the word respect ... and then you will also understand this ...
My reflection I prevailed on him like a bucket of water a day, that of Dublin, in shop of the National Gallery. But first things first. You know Klimt? Gustav Klimt, 1862-1918, soul and body of the Vienna Secession, one could say no? His companions Egon Schiele, Joseph Maria Olbrich, and others who, as usual, remain unknown to the general public. I believe that all or most people can recognize a drawing by Klimt even though the spot's name escapes or the period, and Okay. I think the other is the name that escapes the historical location, and go Well that too. But because everyone recognizes only Klimt? Because in my opinion, as well as in the opinion of many others, Klimt was lucky (posthumously of course), or bad luck you know, to be used, recycled, treated and marginalized as they could in every possible way imaginable. I refer of course to various furnishings and decorations. I believe that 80% of private practices, architecture and interior decoration, firms of lawyers or notaries, or fancy restaurants, you can not find or put there behind the desk in the lobby or ' wait a Klimt! Any course. And try to give me wrong. But why? Critics might say to his undeniable qualities of lightness and sensuality, never vulgar, for the bright colors and so on, but I have a sneaking suspicion that it is not. I bring you here until an example of how his works are used in ways
more disparate. I found it printed on a tent but I did not put the photo here, because only the reflection of light you could not tell much, here you see it spread on a chair, and then
even a refrigerator! I understand the decoration, the painting of everyday objects (which this would have already thought of the Bauhaus) ... Klimt but on a fridge!? and how much should I pay an excuse? Permettememi a quote: "The whole thing stinks like a herring run." That said, you will be surprised, but this post is not by Klimt that I want to talk. Is there a way that is worse than that found in a refrigerator or Murano ashtrays! Our friend V
incentive ! Yes, poor fellow, he, Van Gogh And to think poor is an understatement! but not for the figure you see on the side that it is none too nice! But for other reasons: apart from being considered a madman alive failed hallucinating worse Ligabue, after Sklerati after he felt betrayed by the friendship with Gauguin at the point of cutting off his ear, then really be dead as they say 'poor and crazy' ... Well as if all this were not enough ... there was someone who managed in a single gesture, to throw into the abyss, never to be abusive (and here we take the word of commencement took advantage!) his posthumous rehabilitation, the highest price reached at auction of his works! Such as a framework known as semi 'The boy with the orange', fought for more than 20 million €. ... But who? Who? What has he done? Brace yourselves: that afternoon, the National Gallery, looking at the thing, I felt pity! A cup, with the portrait printed on a blue background, which cup, with the heat of the liquid c
aldo been introduced, was the disappearance of the left ear. ... (Veeeery baaad! Usually these tricks are used for doodles of girlie clothes to shoot intimate parts ... but never used for something so low! Daaaaaaai !!!!! This means that speculation is Art! This is really taking advantage of the misfortunes of others for profit! : (How sad: (And then there's everything in un'accorgimento subtle: because a portrait with bandaged ear cut already exists, if he had it, but obviously if they were printed on the
cup you could not do the trick for the disappearance of the ear! And the cup he would sell much less! Obvious is not it? So they chose a picture where the ear in question was still there! How to say 'in anticipation of' what would happen. ...: (... Too bad that, or fortunately, I found pictures online of the cup to be attached here, but luckily the other hand is a time without a doubt, the last time I went to Stoke cup was gone. But a doubt comes over me: the have all sold to unscrupulous people, or have been unsold for all on the consciousness of people like me? ... Instead I found these on the side, coffee cups vangogghiane that are pretty decent ... A little 'respect by!
My reflection I prevailed on him like a bucket of water a day, that of Dublin, in shop of the National Gallery. But first things first. You know Klimt? Gustav Klimt, 1862-1918, soul and body of the Vienna Secession, one could say no? His companions Egon Schiele, Joseph Maria Olbrich, and others who, as usual, remain unknown to the general public. I believe that all or most people can recognize a drawing by Klimt even though the spot's name escapes or the period, and Okay. I think the other is the name that escapes the historical location, and go Well that too. But because everyone recognizes only Klimt? Because in my opinion, as well as in the opinion of many others, Klimt was lucky (posthumously of course), or bad luck you know, to be used, recycled, treated and marginalized as they could in every possible way imaginable. I refer of course to various furnishings and decorations. I believe that 80% of private practices, architecture and interior decoration, firms of lawyers or notaries, or fancy restaurants, you can not find or put there behind the desk in the lobby or ' wait a Klimt! Any course. And try to give me wrong. But why? Critics might say to his undeniable qualities of lightness and sensuality, never vulgar, for the bright colors and so on, but I have a sneaking suspicion that it is not. I bring you here until an example of how his works are used in ways
even a refrigerator! I understand the decoration, the painting of everyday objects (which this would have already thought of the Bauhaus) ... Klimt but on a fridge!? and how much should I pay an excuse? Permettememi a quote: "The whole thing stinks like a herring run." That said, you will be surprised, but this post is not by Klimt that I want to talk. Is there a way that is worse than that found in a refrigerator or Murano ashtrays! Our friend V
incentive ! Yes, poor fellow, he, Van Gogh And to think poor is an understatement! but not for the figure you see on the side that it is none too nice! But for other reasons: apart from being considered a madman alive failed hallucinating worse Ligabue, after Sklerati after he felt betrayed by the friendship with Gauguin at the point of cutting off his ear, then really be dead as they say 'poor and crazy' ... Well as if all this were not enough ... there was someone who managed in a single gesture, to throw into the abyss, never to be abusive (and here we take the word of commencement took advantage!) his posthumous rehabilitation, the highest price reached at auction of his works! Such as a framework known as semi 'The boy with the orange', fought for more than 20 million €. ... But who? Who? What has he done? Brace yourselves: that afternoon, the National Gallery, looking at the thing, I felt pity! A cup, with the portrait printed on a blue background, which cup, with the heat of the liquid c
aldo been introduced, was the disappearance of the left ear. ... (Veeeery baaad! Usually these tricks are used for doodles of girlie clothes to shoot intimate parts ... but never used for something so low! Daaaaaaai !!!!! This means that speculation is Art! This is really taking advantage of the misfortunes of others for profit! : (How sad: (And then there's everything in un'accorgimento subtle: because a portrait with bandaged ear cut already exists, if he had it, but obviously if they were printed on the
cup you could not do the trick for the disappearance of the ear! And the cup he would sell much less! Obvious is not it? So they chose a picture where the ear in question was still there! How to say 'in anticipation of' what would happen. ...: (... Too bad that, or fortunately, I found pictures online of the cup to be attached here, but luckily the other hand is a time without a doubt, the last time I went to Stoke cup was gone. But a doubt comes over me: the have all sold to unscrupulous people, or have been unsold for all on the consciousness of people like me? ... Instead I found these on the side, coffee cups vangogghiane that are pretty decent ... A little 'respect by! Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Fotos Dsnudas De Paty Diaz
'Let's give Caesar what is Caesar's' City Gallery
I state at once that one that speaks, as we say nowadays,
comes from dark. At the time I really felt part of us, especially because there was a philosophy of life under which are then reflected in an attitude outside. I was young when I coined this saying that I'm still proud, "the punk shake for all, the dark is not flustered at all." As you progress through the years, I do not know what happened, I've changed, matured, grown, or just a reason I have done, in fact I came out but never deny him always and above all sharing the most intimate and fundamental. From the outside, but with the knowledge of the speaker with knowledge of the facts, I followed all the subsequent developments in this fashion without ever join any. Prem
it number two: I am a 77 so I was following the dark I was in the 90s who did not was already more than the original, but only the first revival. Although I would not call its revival, because it was not really back in fashion, there were few to be honest not to give another type of depression / frustration of grunge. It was not like the Abba revival of now, we understood each other. Anyway ... the perplexity of this post-which I will say a bit 'but the subject is particularly dear to me-or call it aesthetic, moral and philosophical reflection, is born from a need to dot the i about what he wants supplant, or appears to have supplanted, or exceeded, or the good old evolved so dark (which in fact is not dead, unlike the punk). In short, I've got with the Gothic! Do you not? If you've never senito talk just write on wikipedia 'Gothic fashion' or worse 'goth' for maybe just a tone. Here I can not stand these people for a simple fact of accuracy or consistency, I do not know what to call it if not ignorance. I'm not here to discuss the basic principles first or last (which I doubt, however, be) of these characters goth, I do not care when I see a priori from the outset the question is confusing, if not completely wrong. Let me explain: having this go around dressed as these cartoon characters (why are not more, and do not call them so in case), I wonder and I say, and where would the 'Gothic' excuse? These people, who created it and broke it called gothic, or goth fashion, if you prefer, which should start from the Gothic style, I say these people have no idea what was the true Gothic with a capital G ka? That is the true art form, one that begins in mid
12sec France, Italy towards the end of 14sec and
it lasts at least at least 3 others. That one! That people like Pisanello and Paolo Uccello (left prinicipessa of the 'San Giorgio save the Princess from the Dragon') to name two. (Left in parade dress of the time) knew about it when they decided to give this name to a fashion like that? I think not! Everything starts from a wrong conception, or commonly used incorrectly, to see or think of Gothic as a time of dark magic monsters, occult forces, black month, Satan and so on. Insommna many things that give you a bad feeling in the dark, black, low, narrow and bad. I have news for my friends goth ... Gothic, this stranger,
was all aimed at raising the the light! the light of the windows, and light by their color. (see right ... you see the colors?) Is yes my dear! Now suppose, and I have no reason not to, that these people are ignorant on the subject, but I say we should not be mica Achille Bonito Oliva to know something about art history, wikipedia is for the common people, not use it? Enter 'fashion goth' and 'period Gotico'in two different studies, read, and tell me how many similarities you find! Since the greatest expression of Gothic architecture was, let's make you understand with some examples, I would say obvious, and here the term was never used in spite of our best friends gotthici dark! Gotthici-I now call them so I decided that, to distinguish them from real Gothic, that is, those who truly lived the 'm
hear 'in their contemporary! - Look at the picture on the left, I'd say that speaks for itself! The Beauvais Cathedral, officially Saint-Pierre de Beauvais , is one of the most famous examples of Gothic architecture. Remained unfinished, was built with the intention of erecting in the town of Beauvais, the highest ever Christian church. I do not see anything narrow (the highest) and the poor (Christian, regardless of your religion). But if this example not enough, well type 'pictures Gothic cathedrals' ... a list of names and pictures here would be impossible as well as useless. First and last not least our cathedral of Milan.
But back to talk a little 'in this fashion very bad and the vampire gotthici. Compare. Even here I would say that the images speak for themselves ... True to the left of the time dressed in a afrresco, an exponent on the right contemporary ....
comes from dark. At the time I really felt part of us, especially because there was a philosophy of life under which are then reflected in an attitude outside. I was young when I coined this saying that I'm still proud, "the punk shake for all, the dark is not flustered at all." As you progress through the years, I do not know what happened, I've changed, matured, grown, or just a reason I have done, in fact I came out but never deny him always and above all sharing the most intimate and fundamental. From the outside, but with the knowledge of the speaker with knowledge of the facts, I followed all the subsequent developments in this fashion without ever join any. Prem
it number two: I am a 77 so I was following the dark I was in the 90s who did not was already more than the original, but only the first revival. Although I would not call its revival, because it was not really back in fashion, there were few to be honest not to give another type of depression / frustration of grunge. It was not like the Abba revival of now, we understood each other. Anyway ... the perplexity of this post-which I will say a bit 'but the subject is particularly dear to me-or call it aesthetic, moral and philosophical reflection, is born from a need to dot the i about what he wants supplant, or appears to have supplanted, or exceeded, or the good old evolved so dark (which in fact is not dead, unlike the punk). In short, I've got with the Gothic! Do you not? If you've never senito talk just write on wikipedia 'Gothic fashion' or worse 'goth' for maybe just a tone. Here I can not stand these people for a simple fact of accuracy or consistency, I do not know what to call it if not ignorance. I'm not here to discuss the basic principles first or last (which I doubt, however, be) of these characters goth, I do not care when I see a priori from the outset the question is confusing, if not completely wrong. Let me explain: having this go around dressed as these cartoon characters (why are not more, and do not call them so in case), I wonder and I say, and where would the 'Gothic' excuse? These people, who created it and broke it called gothic, or goth fashion, if you prefer, which should start from the Gothic style, I say these people have no idea what was the true Gothic with a capital G ka? That is the true art form, one that begins in mid
12sec France, Italy towards the end of 14sec and
it lasts at least at least 3 others. That one! That people like Pisanello and Paolo Uccello (left prinicipessa of the 'San Giorgio save the Princess from the Dragon') to name two. (Left in parade dress of the time) knew about it when they decided to give this name to a fashion like that? I think not! Everything starts from a wrong conception, or commonly used incorrectly, to see or think of Gothic as a time of dark magic monsters, occult forces, black month, Satan and so on. Insommna many things that give you a bad feeling in the dark, black, low, narrow and bad. I have news for my friends goth ... Gothic, this stranger,
was all aimed at raising the the light! the light of the windows, and light by their color. (see right ... you see the colors?) Is yes my dear! Now suppose, and I have no reason not to, that these people are ignorant on the subject, but I say we should not be mica Achille Bonito Oliva to know something about art history, wikipedia is for the common people, not use it? Enter 'fashion goth' and 'period Gotico'in two different studies, read, and tell me how many similarities you find! Since the greatest expression of Gothic architecture was, let's make you understand with some examples, I would say obvious, and here the term was never used in spite of our best friends gotthici dark! Gotthici-I now call them so I decided that, to distinguish them from real Gothic, that is, those who truly lived the 'm
hear 'in their contemporary! - Look at the picture on the left, I'd say that speaks for itself! The Beauvais Cathedral, officially Saint-Pierre de Beauvais , is one of the most famous examples of Gothic architecture. Remained unfinished, was built with the intention of erecting in the town of Beauvais, the highest ever Christian church. I do not see anything narrow (the highest) and the poor (Christian, regardless of your religion). But if this example not enough, well type 'pictures Gothic cathedrals' ... a list of names and pictures here would be impossible as well as useless. First and last not least our cathedral of Milan. But back to talk a little 'in this fashion very bad and the vampire gotthici. Compare. Even here I would say that the images speak for themselves ... True to the left of the time dressed in a afrresco, an exponent on the right contemporary ....
but MAGAAARI GOTHIC WERE MY DAUGHTER! you compare the elegance of true Gothic 2e3centesco! I've never seen a portrait of a lady of the time? I see no black lipstick and nails, horns, and pircing ragantele, torn fishnet stockings and studs. But please come on! Perhaps the only things that got to do but are certainly not torn network! At one point in the late 90's, this association of carnival takes gotthici different roads. The most inconceivable, or incompatible with the word 'Gothic' is the cybergoth (if you think that is a contradiction in terms!) Whose representative in the photo, and FETISHgoth (What is a fetish - and would love to do a further distinction between object and fetish fetish bondage and sado-the other is Gothic, because one who liked the fetish can not be colored? as fetish object can not have a banana stuffed leopard? Must have only crosses?). Then there is the VAMPIREgoth, which after all is also the most decent (sometimes even elegant) of the three above, and that is a bit 'the style of Marilyn Manson in some video, cylinder or pinstripe hat, monocle, cane, long jacket behind. Do you know why it bearable? Why this comes from vampiregoth Elegant Gothic Aristocrat fashion designer and musician Mana (Jappone, 1999) which is based on the marriage between fashion and aristocratic gothic fashion. That is to say that was designed and made by a search for people in the trade. This style, in my opinion, seems to be the most sensible, because even if we go back to stories of the famous vampire Count Vlad lived in that period (1431-1476) but the fact remains that I doubt strongly that the Count and his contemporaries were allowed to lapse in goth elegant as their posterity, not to forget we're talking about human-vampire-fantasy! In short I would like to conclude that justice was done, which is given back elegance to a term that deserves to be mistreated and not well. But then how to define our friends gotthici now orphans? I would say are better than the 'Dark Ages' or even the Romans! Not that the 'Roman' to dress that way, but if we stay on the subject of dark, dark ... striking example of architecture of the churches here also comes in handy, the Romans were also the darkest of those early Christian because it lacked large windows, the roofs were low, even had holes in window-blind arches and fake. 'Before you can frame the eighth century in the study of early medieval art productions art of the barbarians, including takes on a p articular emphasis 's
Lombard art'. Go and make at least a culture of images only. Last thing always about fashion in clothes goth ... Compare: left garments models de ll'epoca . Please note the elegance of the waist (both here and above) of the little train at times, the neckline and flared sleeves adherents. And this right? Gooooth very goooth sure ....
imagine it in with a girl with black lipstick, fishnet stockings torn, her hair pulled up rasta blacks horn-shaped, or straight before his eyes, crosses the neck, boots with studs and
bag with the skull of Jack Skeleton ... but watch it well, the dress itself ... ... if he were white or another color, or colored stripes - the colors because there already is! there was only black-chi if you would? Even in the worst un'abajour baroque! ... Need I say more?
imagine it in with a girl with black lipstick, fishnet stockings torn, her hair pulled up rasta blacks horn-shaped, or straight before his eyes, crosses the neck, boots with studs and
bag with the skull of Jack Skeleton ... but watch it well, the dress itself ... ... if he were white or another color, or colored stripes - the colors because there already is! there was only black-chi if you would? Even in the worst un'abajour baroque! ... Need I say more?
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