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		<title>Le fantasie del Signor Corelli</title>
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In un piccolo paese, su una piccola isola, viveva un vecchio uomo conosciuto da tutti semplicemente come Signor Corelli. Era un tipico vecchio signore: basso, pelato, rugoso e gobbo. Viveva in una modesta abitazione, su una grande collina, ad un&#8217;estremita&#8217; dell&#8217;isola, con un enorme albero di banane nel suo giardino. Era un uomo semplice di [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Wait&#8230; What?</title>
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Let&#8217;s talk about games for once.
I recently &#8220;borrowed&#8221; Fallout 3 from my favorite retailer, and I really don&#8217;t mind spoiling every bit of the story.
So, you start this game, go through a fantastic character creation and development sequence where you start as an unborn child and live the key moments of your early life. You [...]]]></description>
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		<title>My better half&#8230;</title>
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&#8220;How could she have been so blind&#8230;&#8221;
The woeful howl of a cold December wind made for poor companionship, mused Lyrus Tyharl, his blank eyes locked upon the grey city streets below. Sheets of driven rain crashed into the hotel&#8217;s plastic window with the cadence of a war-drum.
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		<title>La tela di Carlotta</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Fu a nove anni che mangiò il suo primo sogno. Non intenzionalmente, però.
Era tardi, in una notte senza luna. Lei danzò leggera fino alla stanza dei genitori, non riuscendo a dormire, e si mosse sileziosa come l&#8217;immobile aria notturna fino ai piedi del letto di mamma e papà. Si fermò per un momento, prima di [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Milano</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Milano e&#8217; un&#8217;insegna. Una di quelle con tette e culi formato sei metri per quattro. Illuminata dalle luci al neon, dai graffiti biancorossoverdebblu e dall&#8217;eterna cagata di piccione.
Ed e&#8217; pure bella, che non lo potresti credere, forse, perche&#8217; tutti dicono il contrario. La citta&#8217; dei chiostri nascosti e dei fast food ad ogni angolo. Del [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Lauto Erotismo</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 22:48:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lei era uscita dal negozio vagamente perplessa.
&#8220;Pagare con il bancomat forse non e&#8217; stata esattamente una buona idea. In banca si faranno ricche beffe della mia privacy.
Eh gia&#8217;! Eccolo li&#8217;, me l&#8217;immagino l&#8217;impiegato segaiolo, che si toglie gli occhiali e si stropiccia gli occhi per curiosare, col cursore che lampeggia sulla riga dell&#8217;estratto conto
~ importo [...]]]></description>
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		<title>At the Museum</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 19:45:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>A candle for starters.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2007 14:54:20 +0000</pubDate>
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