This one. In loop. 🔁

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Don’t be a tourist, be a traveler. -cit.

[I saw this beautiful quote on a shop window, just in Amsterdam, and I immediatly loved it. After that, I saw an amazing landscape… The girl in the photo is not me: she’s a friend of mine and she was so astonished of it…! Well, i took this pic, thinking about that quote…Thanks for the special day, you “Anonymous”].

Life is like...

"Come to take your Oscar! Come here, you sexy! Oh no, wait. Sorry. Wrong card. Just sit down there and cry, thanks mate..."

I dieci comandamenti della piazza: 1.Non avrai altro cibo preferito, se non la pizza 2. Non nominerai la pizza davanti a uno che non la mangia da giorni 3. Non ruberai la pizza di un altro 4. Non toccherai la pizza di un altro 5. Non rifiuterai mai una fetta di pizza 6. Rispetterai la tradizione della Pizza della Domenica per tutta la vita 7. Diffonderai il Credo della pizza a coloro che non la venerano 8. Non sprecherai mai la pizza. 9. Rispetterai chi ti porta la pizza, ovvero il fattorino 10. Ucciderai per della pizza [Eng] Pizza's 10 commandments: 1. Do not have favorite food other than pizza 2. Do not talk about pizza in front of someone who've not eaten it for weeks. 3. Do not steal someone's pizza 4. Don't touch someone's pizza 5. Do not EVER refuse a slice of pizza 6. You will respect the Sunday-Pizza's tradition throughout your whole lifetime. 7. Spread the Pizza's commandments to those who do not venerate it. Yet. 8. Never waste pizza. 9. You will respect those who bring you pizza (the pizza-delivery-man) 10. You'll kill for some pizza.

Just to make it clear, before I post something else: I’m italian. Despite of the fact that I read english books, watch english movies and tv shows, have friends with whom i speak english, read the english washing machine’s instructions (etc. etc.).... DESPITE OF all of this, I’m far away (like, 2000 miles) from being good at it… I suppose to be almost decent… So, I apologize for my future and sure-as-hell grammar mistakes.

Well, this is where I was born... #Genova is right next to the sea: Italy’s town. It’s full of life, full of people; wild but sweet; dirty but graceful; attractive but dangerous... Just like the sea. A poem says: “Genova di mala voce, mia delizia, mia croce...” (-Genova’s bad sound: my delight, my cross ). 

Maybe someday I’ll post the complete text... It’s  “Litania” (Giorgio Caproni). Take a look, if you like poetry (and if you speak italian... )

I’m here

I mean: I’m RIGHT here. On tumblr. Omg.

Too many feelings...Okok. Keep calm, you idiot, just breathe.. *inhale* *exhale*

Well, this is so awkward... I don’t even know how to begin... 

Maybe, I should follow my instinct and this sort of no-sense-flow...and just let it be... I guess we’ll figure it out. Cross your fingers...belts on... here we go.