Twice a year, the clerk acanze canonical Manu collide with the inaction of the newspaper Sapo. He can not move, and it is true, because it happens close to each end that crisis which, if not thoroughly documented, complete with telephone help administrators and colleagues in difficulty, it could throw into the abyss, the small town and its inhabitants. It is not silent, however, these are the ch richest day of professional satisfaction for the Sapo, the rest of the year drags wearily controversy. In addition, the Sapo obviously fears for the maintenance of international currency markets, fears the means of transport, fears and distrusts people and new foods - unless they have chosen to straferirsi in small towns. We say that knowledge is to Sapo inclusion in its own sphere of proximity - like the baby boa constrictor, ed. laManu however, convinced that it is necessary to somehow consume the soles of shoes (a great chronicler of things he also said, in this regard, but there you are) always start, it should be everywhere, and after the third day at home in the Little City becomes hydrophobic, and the air around the frightened mouse of the mark in the box above. Obviously, though sated, to mark the mouse starts to discomfort. The parties then, ecumenically, could become an opportunity for LM to carry the cardinal virtues, detachment from worldly things, and even a bit of Holy War. Especially on the latter point LM has long way to go. A good resolution for 2011.
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