Fictitious Dishes, Famous Meals From Literature by Dinah Fried 

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¿Ninis de qué?

¿Ninis de qué?

Champú de caballos
L’altro giorno, la mia coinquilina è venuta a chiedermi dello shampoo.
Fin qua tutto normale, no?View Post

Champú de caballos

L’altro giorno, la mia coinquilina è venuta a chiedermi dello shampoo.
Fin qua tutto normale, no?

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L’estensione.
“Succede ad ogni viaggio, o meglio mi succede ogni volta che intraprendo un viaggio lungo.
Il…View Post

L’estensione.

“Succede ad ogni viaggio, o meglio mi succede ogni volta che intraprendo un viaggio lungo.

Il…

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I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.
What Happens When You Live Abroad

Ribloggato da Thought Catalog: A very dependable feature of people who live abroad is finding them huddled together in bars and restaurants, talking not just about their homelands, but about the experience of leaving. And strangely enough, these groups of […]

You can never understand one language until you understand at least two.
Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running—that’s the way to live. All alone and free in the soft sands of the beach by the sigh of the sea out there, with the Ma-Wink fallopian virgin warm stars reflecting on the outer channel fluid belly waters. And if your cans are redhot and you can’t hold them in your hands, just use good old railroad gloves, that’s all.