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lunedì 6 gennaio 2014



The book is (really) on the table.

But also the pen is on the book, and the pencil is on it, into the metal spring.
The pen seems to fly around the Earth, that covers the book.

And the arm lamp seems to look at the book, like in a Pixar short film,
and wants to crush the chime is sounding close to the book.

What time is it ?  Sure, the six o'clock.  But A.M. or P.M. ?  This is the question.

I am sure, P.M. :  the light from the window, there are no.
So, is at six, evening.

Just in time to eat a candy, taken from the machine
and to discover that despite appearances we are in Paris

although much love Coke, the cows and memory cards.
Who know why ?


See you soon.

BobMaX