The difficulty of making a speech saying funeral Pilin is clearly in the matter of the wire. He lost the thread, we lost the thread, it is not easy to find the thread. Moreover, even before losing the thread for a while 'for years, the coiled wire is a lot.
I think of the telephone lines of those beautiful big phones when there was no cordless Pilin and beat all the records of the time in being the precursor of the cell phone ... ... I now sometimes I am in the morning Latvian hung in the mezzanine between a phone and the other is one of several cases senzafili in which I identify in the mother ...
For coiled wires that I am also thinking of knitting wool yarn that accompanies the phone calls but also other activities and which led to the birth of sweaters for us nicely twisted children who otherwise would have suffered from the cold and frost. And then to his grandchildren. And when he went fishing boat camps with the thread of the so-called bollentino Pilin was not for the fish to tangle knot in extraordinary that she then melted slowly with pensive and a bit 'absent.
Perhaps the jumpers were a distant descendants of instinct and a bit generous' daredevil who had brought her-and this is a scoop, to rear a revelation - that he had reach young nurse to do the role for which no Veva the physique du role, as I told Marcel, for which collapses under the weight of the patient to be supported and in the evening he came home and threw herself on the bed to be assisted by Women's Queen Mother.
But trying to pick up the thread we were all careful to always try to catch glimpses of expression and the irony of the last 17 years in which the dialogue, the logical emotional empathy in which the material was so strong, had been replaced by the phrase, the cliché, the pieces of memory of something that emerged, the general Vercellino, Peter Marengo, Anna Sagna, Ms. Caramel and provocation, the song of youth, or as he said Erika to go home at Christmas or all of your sometimes called Heidi Evita Peron.
not that has become as crazy as if there was a vague way to be mad crazy but rather remained in its own way in a sharp ironic paradox that has it continued to make recognizable even if in fact the thread was lost.
Meanwhile, she calmed down and was at least spared, just think of '15 years of Berlusconi was completely spared and he's also gone on tiptoe, a Friday in late winter so that we could bring together all without too much effort on Saturday for the small funeral Ultralite.
For this extraordinary work of conservation Ata will always be grateful to Marcel Heidi
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