Main

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4

site type

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review version

11

html import

20 (imported)

Events

first seen date

2023-11-23 00:14:06

expired found date

-

created at

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Server

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Open Graph

title

Parole in Processione

description

nevrotiche e appassionate

site name

Parole in Processione

author

updated

2025-12-19 23:40:57

raw text

Parole in Processione – nevrotiche e appassionate Vai al contenuto Parole in Processione nevrotiche e appassionate Home Info Menu Home Info In evidenza Un bicchiere è bene, due è meglio Ero disteso e lei seduta nell’angolo di letto, ieratica nella sua nudità e nei gesti delle mani. La schiena ritta, solenne, la mia mano sulla sua gamba, il volto ora nascosto, ora velato nel fumo, mi tendeva lo spinello: se bevo dopo aver scopato non è amore , mi disse. Era al secondo bicchiere, doveva detestarmi. Ero disteso e lei verbosa parlava di sé, dei suoi amanti, parlava di storie pareva importanti. La schiena ritta, solenne, la mia mano sulla sua gamba, il volto ora serio, ora ammiccante, mi tendeva lo spinello: se rido mentre mi prendi non è una cosa seria , mi disse. Rideva e rideva alle lacrime, pareva dileggiarmi. Nel ridere, nel fumo, nell’alcol, con la mia mano sulla sua gamba il mio sguardo accecava il sole e lo sentivo caldo lass...

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Sitemap

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