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anitakarenine:Beach Read By Karen Hollingsworth

anitakarenine:

Beach Read
By Karen Hollingsworth

Cartolina dall’abisso dei cieli

Cartolina dall’abisso dei cieli

zdmotion: WRITE In that city,there is a narrow street,an old...

zdmotion:

WRITE

In that city,
there is a narrow street,
an old street.

In the historic center,
with each home
guarding its history.

cottages inhabited
from very old.
Updated kept.

Many years and generations,
yet for them will.
History will continue to write itself.

~zd

zdspOtted the other zdmOtiOn blog
zdspOtted a new look on the photo
zdspOtted experimental photography

iosonorockmaballoiltango: Ernie Sisto

iosonorockmaballoiltango:

Ernie Sisto 

strangecycleenemy: Béla Bartók Sonata For Solo Violin Sz 117...

strangecycleenemy:

Béla Bartók Sonata For Solo Violin Sz 117 - Fuga

art-is-art-is-art: I wish it was me Invarianze di scala! il mio libro di poesie: qui su...

"Il cielo era sconfinato, meraviglioso, sembrava chiedere agli uomini perché i loro cuori siano i..."

“Il cielo era sconfinato, meraviglioso, sembrava chiedere agli uomini perché i loro cuori siano i soli a non sapere come lasciarsi andare.”

- Banana Yoshimoto, Il lago (via lelettere)

TORINO - Masterpost

ke-kwan:

ze-violet:

itcouldbeworseitcouldberaining:

Ok, estrapolando dai consigli vien fuori questa roba qui (le cose che sapevo già le ho escluse, non è che vi censuro a vanvera eh)

Special thanks to Kon Igi che facendo da hub ha amplificato la mia richiesta d’aiuto.

Se per caso vi venisse in mente una palestra non tipo mcfit, magari con uno o più rack fatemi sapere

COSE DA BERE
-bicerin
-sansimone

COSE DA MANGIARE
-bagna cauda
-plin (ravioli del)
-brasato al barolo

COMFORTABLES
-focaccia degna di questo...

edoardojazzy: Anatolian Cat and the Maiden’s Tower-...

edoardojazzy:

Anatolian Cat and the Maiden’s Tower- İstanbul

The point of view of a cat

universitybookstore:“Please accept, Monsieur, the expression of...

universitybookstore:

“Please accept, Monsieur, the expression of my highest regards,” – wrote Marcel Proust to the noisy dentist in the apartment upstairs.   What the asthmatic genius craved, of course, was silence. This new book, Marcel Proust: Letters to is Neighbor, translated by Lydia Davis, is a study in courtesy, patience, and how to survive in a cork-lined bedroom.