Tags: work
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Work. I'll cut the cup, take it. I read, sigh, breathe and correct. Move it and increase. Then I shake the boss because the enterprise is impossible but I continue. I write and rewrite. And I reread, I'm amazed at the life I've done and the words I've written and how I'm still here that I don't think it's...
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A rouge file, my lady, that rolls and rolls all my life. That passes through knots and that often seems illogical and unjust, but there is nothing unjust in life, because I do not believe that life makes the effort to give moral judgments on what (omissis) And...
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She asks me, and I try to answer them, but it is not easy to tell without saying, confirm and hide, and basically walk on the delicate thread of the anonymity but of course it is that one morning of March, that it was a Friday, and it was warm and sunny, and I had entered the office slightly honing, they called me in the office...
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Today is a cold dog, my lady. A cold that is like a metal plate, a sheet that lays on the face and slightly caress, does not punge mica knows, but it is like a light slap, a bonario sberletto on the face, as to say: up, up, come, come, live! I like to take the...
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vabene vabene, I started a lot of talk and I didn't finish any, which sometimes I say I'm tired, actually it's that I'm desperate, superficial and jockey, and writing instead requires dedication and care, that writing a post of medium magnitude takes me at least a couple of hours, between throwing it there and...
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working with males (in Veneto) So where did I stay? ah yes, to the tears of these women and the silences of these men, that I try to put them all in line to find a logical connection to these stories all so ruinously painful, painful for women, which seems instead that men scatter it...
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Ah, my lady if she knew... because my life must be so complicated, the always difficult things, nothing that I smoothly seem, always a hindrance after the other, I turn off the printer, because the Taliban does not send me an email instead of always calling me, I turn off the radio and collect my cards in a pile, because...
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Ah my lady, he knew... (2/3) And already life would be sufficiently difficult and tiring so, that already at home I have two children (a divine grace my lady, this is true, but I dare to confess that often the Divine Graces have an intrinsic price that would be well evaluated in advance, being able to do it), a dog (small...
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Ah, ma'am, kind dott.ssa, you will say that flat life sucks and is tiring, but I assure you that even life full of twists isn't always a great deal, and although ineffective you can't call it "schifosa", it's certainly tiring. It follows the report. My dear lady, I told you before, how...
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I found a job. So I found work. They called me and they don't say no on the phone. You go there and they say no when you are there. So I went, embossing: a replacement of motherhood, figurative...In fact. The office is located in the most prestigious part of the city: Prato della Valle. But just...
