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service ceramic plates enamel my grandmother died. Small portions of fish heads in thawed pink pasta with cream in different shades of brown. I'm depressed. Fir kept in captivity, pulled out pens and decorated as Indian elephants to sacred festivals of Mumbai. Offers by sms in clusters. Teeth on display. A seat for two. Miracle on 34th Street. Salmon and butter. Dates and Mascarpone. Cavatelli and broth. Lamb and roasted potatoes. Sadness and melancholy.

What is this?

The Christmas Eve dinner. Some dining

celebrate the twenty-five, the other eve, like me. He expects to be born again jesus midnight, to celebrate the birthday, it sits in the cave, including Joseph, Mary, the ox and the donkey. Do not you hate it. Do not you love it. He was born you can exchange gifts as a sign of peace. A digital camera as a sign of peace. Silhouettes magnetic refrigerators, in sign of peace. An iron and a fryer, a sign of peace.

Then you go home to everyone to spend the rest of the best parties as it sees fit. For me there is work. Only that.

one who takes care of my feelings is gone, to spend the holidays in colder countries and more recently of our bombarded with people who do not know. That would be fine, for me there is work and wait around the corner, on time, anger, frustration, feelings of suffocation. Do not celebrate the New Year as protest. Eating delicious dishes, traditional dishes, desserts and drink as much calories sweet sparkling wine purely from hunger and thirst. Despite everything I

plans for the new year, so like everyone else, feeling that invisible line that separates the old from new, as the crossing of a border state, which does not exist, but there is. There is for example the matter of my latent homosexuality, feared by the One above, that if I came to find out at my age is really a hoax. But tell that to solve the problem of mine.

-Mom, Dad ... -E-

are homosexual who cares ... we are too old to look after their grandchildren

Then there is the character- I made up and beginning to have a certain reputation, and I already hate him. It was on television a few days ago and was happy. Next year I'll kill him. He in my place. I do eat the kitten Comma, I put it in his bowl into pieces.

Other? Ah, yes, I treat myself two cavities. New Year's Resolutions: treat me two cavities.

leave work and live in hardship.

inscribed in the gym. And go.

Do not make me put my feet over the head with anybody, but also offer all other parts of the body.

please me sex.

Unleashing water turtles in a pond of her bag near the hospital. They are tropical animals, there will certain death.

Happy holidays to all.

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the end is wonderfully come winter. Not with the fierce cold and sharp or sudden storms, or miniature ice ages, no, I did not want to overdo it this year. He did announce a perfect snow worthy of a holiday comedy, which lasted the space of one night and that's it. In the morning I wake up a phone and it is my mother who sings to me Jingle Bell and tells me to look out the window. I'm back baby. In the kitchen might expect warm milk and cookies and Christmas gifts and is such a shame that time has all but dissolved it. The landscape has changed and the eyes and brain have an unexpected new postcard of where they were already certain to see the usual sepia watercolor. A moment later I smile. I'll give everything that instant, one hand on the glass close to the cold test grating on the windows, ears filled with the silence that snow brings with it and nostrils ... those which had sniffed the night before the snow. The eyes fulfilled the bottom of the sky with white houses, with roads, with street lamps and with passers-by. The way you will not have not at this moment is the taste. In other places I'd be open to being shoved in her mouth to suck a snowball, but Milan could be the last thing I do before ending up on dialysis.