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LANDED A GREAT TRIP! A who gives a salute to 'go and helped me

It' s a mixed of feelings that I have in you and pancia.Oggi 'materialized reality' extreme that reminds us that everything here finisce.Finisce the life of a doctor honored profession, loved the hospital. A gentleman, a person who felt the lot of his concept of "word." For me it 's been a kind of towing professionale.Non I will know' exactly what he thought of never me.Sicuramente in his way he picked up my call for help and put me in a path of stop and accellerazioni.Poi with my personal tragedy has been known to be present, remember his phone calls, his parole.Un thirty-year friendship with my father, who was unveiling before my occhi.Voglio primary image on a cloud, maybe close to that of my Pope 'and you shall from commenting and smiling with my progress and my failures, or my amazement in the face of things nuove.E 'selfish to think so,' but sometimes the selfishness helps us to survive in this life is the only Christian bastarda.Il comfort abbiamo.Ricordo good thing even when lying on the couch in the doctor's office crying and I cried and he paternally abbracciava.Ricordo his phrase "we live with a gun to his head" The pistol shot for him and I still dispiace.Grazie all Primary, aware that the last real anesthesiologist "his school" will 'honor
new professional challenges in recalling the opening lines of his poem "with the tube and the spindle together in destiny .... good journey ......." and as he did not run here! Bruno Nicora

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Looking back I realize that I must go on

Another summer and 'past and with it you store all the things we wanted to do but that the routine did not allow us to do . without noticing my nose has filed smell "of the new book" that he felt were chosen from cartolaio.Ricordo notebooks, diaries, pens, I will put the same care with which he prepares equipment for deployment estrema.Ogni years I had to improve to prposito cambiare.Poi almost yellowed more 'from oblivion by the time that the old issues of Mickey Mouse ", pages carrying photographs of the" summer game "every summer, something that's always a second wax the publicity 'would epoca.Si and' the 60's when you started screaming in the local dance of the summer .... and them 'and' Party's way of saying, the slogan.Un image detail and 'l' ufo solar ......... Sacchettoni a sort of huge black plastic with a cylindrical when full of air is the same, thanks to the sun at a temperature that will get him up in the air and was taken as ingovernabile.ecco a kite on that page but there's little mouse 'painted around the nostalgic memory of my childhood in September, when after the party on 29 August, Madonna della Guardia Tortonesi for us, was made that transition from summer heat in the early winter breezes . I remember only the desire for an anesthetic that would make me wake up to Christmas, with the figurines of the nativity scene that was dug out of the box in the attic of my mom plaster statuettes, figurines, which reappeared every Christmas card from the bandages with the newspapers as if they were nuove.Ma stationery every year that has less and less smell "new book" those pencils are not always beautiful, and solar quell'ufo 'smpre less strabiliante.rigenerarsi in a girl's smile might be the only step in a path that we know only the starting point and never to arrive: the life! Greetings scented glue by Bruno Nicora.