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August 17, 2006
Mare Hadriaticum
"A bleak wind blew from the Adriatic among those mighty tombs. In a hotel bedroom, designed for a warmer season, I wrote long letters to Sebastian."
--Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh
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Not Venice, no Charles Ryder around but a warm season to go on a break to indulge on (even more) selfishness, ignoring bombings on foreign lands & ex-nazi nobel prize winners & earthly worries in general.
Posted by claudia
Comments
Ser recrutado, ser soldado, 17 anos, mesmo SS, no extertor da loucura de hitler. Nao, crime nao tera sido, meus Deus sua Santidade em Roma por aqueles dias, tambem foi soldado ainda que de diferente companhia. Publicidade talvez. Regards
Posted by gato at August 17, 2006 09:33 PM
Agreed
Posted by claudia at August 18, 2006 08:54 AM