Saturday, 14 January 2012

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After some years in the western front dealing with the natives and exporting culture I'm back on the stairways to heaven. With deserved and reinvigorated baths and pleasurable meals, while accompanied by superb conversations and the best workouts country life can give us. This are just small events without any importance, but that would lead to a more significant event. Life is becoming what it should had become before going to the w. f. to fight and educate the vulgar, the common, the indigenous. It is a flight from one place to another, shopping for groceries in local grocers that know your name during the day, it is to walk on the countryside at the sunset, and, by the evening, a magnum, a dog and reading the paper near the fireplace surrounded by historical paintings, inspiring architecture, breathtaking sculpture parks, and uneducated multimillionaire Americans that came to this side of the Atlantic to be and gain some education.

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