riflessioni intime di pubblica inutilità
Fermi al porto, pronti ad imbarcarci, colonna B in terza posizione… non sembra vero tutto questo.
La nostra enorme nave ha finalmente attraccato.
Waiting at the Frederikshavn harbour, waiting for our ferry to Sweden… it`s something which we can`t still really believe… Our huge ferry is coming to the harbour (just for us!)
When I was a kid I used to pray every night for a new bicycle.
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Then I realised God doesn’t work that way, so I stole one and prayed for forgiveness.
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