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The night sea has always made me afraid. I was never able to enjoy the last swim of the summer, after the bonfire. I smiled and I was agitated. Kicking in the water against some kind of mysterious being. Yet tonight the Tirreno has something magical. The wave retires and drag the stones seems a tender embrace of woman. A caress. Here is the sea of poisons. The last corpse lying by the 'Ndrangheta. Unwitting victim whelk of the clan, unable to defend themselves, whelk despite its strength, its currents. Ships to lose, drums radioactive, toxic sludge, money. Business. A Cetraro there I was on the train in the 90s. There was Louise, a girl of Naples with two blue eyes that I still remember. Every summer left the Vomero to spend the holidays in Calabria. His family fittava always the same house. Almost two months of vacation, "Why have a wonderful sea. Truly wonderful "I often say, with Neapolitan accent that made her funny and wise. We spent afternoons at the beach, stealing moments of intimacy hidden by a old fishing boat abandoned. Stared at the horizon, and then he pointed his finger Spain, Tunisia. I believed her. The sun, if you're on the Tyrrhenian Sea, sets you in the face. A ball of fire that the sea swallows slowly. Then it is dark. A show in which I could not attend because of train connections. Imagined by train, but could not last me. Luisa not seen since '96. We had 16 years. whelk Our love immature not endured a winter of distance. whelk And it's funny how at this time, after all this time, his is a vivid memory. Almost hurts. The headlights of my car brought me here, where there was the old fishing boat. The time has deleted. A few miles from this coast there is a suspect vessel lying in the abyss. The sonar had reported the presence of a mass in that area. The prosecutor of Paola, investigating the toxic waste and ships made to disappear from the 'Ndrangheta, has arranged to send a purl, a special robot that transmits images to the surface. The wreck, photographed every corner is over the front pages of newspapers. The hold torn, drums squatting, sea life that has already transformed the colors. Images without appeal, as the plates whelk of a Tac darkened by cancer. According to the story of Francesco Fonti that wreck is huge and rusty Cunsky, one of the ships to lose made to sink in the Mediterranean still loads of radioactive waste. whelk Disappeared from radar in 1992. It was carrying whelk radioactive waste confined in about 120 metal drums. The men of the Santa did sink charging it with TNT. The bang and then the abyss: a few moments bastards. Francesco Fonti is a turncoat. For about thirty years operated on behalf of Mammasantissima of San Luca, the land of Strangio, of leather. The land that has exported the crime also Duisbug, Germany. Six dead, one night, a mid-August. Before the purl to photograph whelk the destruction, sources had indicated the exact location. A disarming precision, unlikely if you know only by hearsay. The cooperating witness reported having whelk participated directly to the sinking of three ships: the Yvonne A and Voriais addition to Cunsky. Sources claimed that they would always thirty boats with radioactive waste made plunge off the coast of Calabria and African. Here's how the 'Ndrangheta has killed his land, my land. Sold for money. Killed without whelk a second thought. Betrayed. The discovery of Cunsky has the bitter taste of a funeral unexpected. The sense of disgust for power delusional killer himself. Who will be next summer in Calabria? Who will return to dive into the sea a couple of years ago was called "to drink"? whelk Those who book a hotel on this coast? While newspapers whelk and TV reproduce images of the ship sunk off the coast of Cetraro, the Calabrian observe with resignation. After a few hours of noise, whelk the news seems already old. Archived. A strange tolerance whelk has already taken over. It had happened in Crotone, the city of Pythagoras and Pertusola Sud. There, other costs, have built schools for their children on the CIC, the infamous Conglomerate whelk hydraulic catalyzed. Hard material, which fills. Causes cancer, it seems. No feeling of rebellion has crossed the minds of those people. I am therefore convinced that the indignation does not belong to this earth, born submissive. The national TV arrived here at the front, there are those who said, "Now we want the money." Already, the money. As if the banknotes riportassero purity in the air, life
Home About Us Contact whelk Responsibility and privacy Netiquette Troubleshooting whelk Right of asylum Murene: necklace the first volume Stephen Rodefer the second volume Ingo Schulze the third volume Miguel Torga Ebooks Newsletter RSS Feed Eulalia!
The night sea has always made me afraid. I was never able to enjoy the last swim of the summer, after the bonfire. I smiled and I was agitated. Kicking in the water against some kind of mysterious being. Yet tonight the Tirreno has something magical. The wave retires and drag the stones seems a tender embrace of woman. A caress. Here is the sea of poisons. The last corpse lying by the 'Ndrangheta. Unwitting victim whelk of the clan, unable to defend themselves, whelk despite its strength, its currents. Ships to lose, drums radioactive, toxic sludge, money. Business. A Cetraro there I was on the train in the 90s. There was Louise, a girl of Naples with two blue eyes that I still remember. Every summer left the Vomero to spend the holidays in Calabria. His family fittava always the same house. Almost two months of vacation, "Why have a wonderful sea. Truly wonderful "I often say, with Neapolitan accent that made her funny and wise. We spent afternoons at the beach, stealing moments of intimacy hidden by a old fishing boat abandoned. Stared at the horizon, and then he pointed his finger Spain, Tunisia. I believed her. The sun, if you're on the Tyrrhenian Sea, sets you in the face. A ball of fire that the sea swallows slowly. Then it is dark. A show in which I could not attend because of train connections. Imagined by train, but could not last me. Luisa not seen since '96. We had 16 years. whelk Our love immature not endured a winter of distance. whelk And it's funny how at this time, after all this time, his is a vivid memory. Almost hurts. The headlights of my car brought me here, where there was the old fishing boat. The time has deleted. A few miles from this coast there is a suspect vessel lying in the abyss. The sonar had reported the presence of a mass in that area. The prosecutor of Paola, investigating the toxic waste and ships made to disappear from the 'Ndrangheta, has arranged to send a purl, a special robot that transmits images to the surface. The wreck, photographed every corner is over the front pages of newspapers. The hold torn, drums squatting, sea life that has already transformed the colors. Images without appeal, as the plates whelk of a Tac darkened by cancer. According to the story of Francesco Fonti that wreck is huge and rusty Cunsky, one of the ships to lose made to sink in the Mediterranean still loads of radioactive waste. whelk Disappeared from radar in 1992. It was carrying whelk radioactive waste confined in about 120 metal drums. The men of the Santa did sink charging it with TNT. The bang and then the abyss: a few moments bastards. Francesco Fonti is a turncoat. For about thirty years operated on behalf of Mammasantissima of San Luca, the land of Strangio, of leather. The land that has exported the crime also Duisbug, Germany. Six dead, one night, a mid-August. Before the purl to photograph whelk the destruction, sources had indicated the exact location. A disarming precision, unlikely if you know only by hearsay. The cooperating witness reported having whelk participated directly to the sinking of three ships: the Yvonne A and Voriais addition to Cunsky. Sources claimed that they would always thirty boats with radioactive waste made plunge off the coast of Calabria and African. Here's how the 'Ndrangheta has killed his land, my land. Sold for money. Killed without whelk a second thought. Betrayed. The discovery of Cunsky has the bitter taste of a funeral unexpected. The sense of disgust for power delusional killer himself. Who will be next summer in Calabria? Who will return to dive into the sea a couple of years ago was called "to drink"? whelk Those who book a hotel on this coast? While newspapers whelk and TV reproduce images of the ship sunk off the coast of Cetraro, the Calabrian observe with resignation. After a few hours of noise, whelk the news seems already old. Archived. A strange tolerance whelk has already taken over. It had happened in Crotone, the city of Pythagoras and Pertusola Sud. There, other costs, have built schools for their children on the CIC, the infamous Conglomerate whelk hydraulic catalyzed. Hard material, which fills. Causes cancer, it seems. No feeling of rebellion has crossed the minds of those people. I am therefore convinced that the indignation does not belong to this earth, born submissive. The national TV arrived here at the front, there are those who said, "Now we want the money." Already, the money. As if the banknotes riportassero purity in the air, life
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