The father of my mother was called Vincenzo and was a truck driver. He died in a truck crash about one year after my birth. Because of this death, my father and my mother get married and had me the soonest possible. My grand mother told me all the time I have her husband’s eyes. The father of my father was a builder of houses and factories. He had up till 500 employes.
By the way I became a musician.
uno strano viaggio attraverso il passato, il presente, il futuro e l'arte (musica e altro!) cibo dei bisogni e delle speranze della (non)umanità
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INSoLITI VIAGGI A ZONA 4 (quattro) Febbraio Mataluna (Pub) Rossetta Alfonsine Ravenna Musica (forse c’è anche una cosa stranillima, che vi...
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..give the WORD a chanche to say that the WORD is just the way it's the WORD I'm thinking of and the only WORD is..
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.e molte più v ol t e ho spa rato c azzate.
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b y t h e w a y s t o c a z z o !!
(mi son fatto il mio culo..)
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