I know a fairy . Okay, now no longer wants to be called so but, you know, when you have the magic and gentle nature, it is difficult to escape his fate or deny its past. So, however you want to call it, for me she is the Fairy - I should add Carbine, but this may be misleading, even if correct - and I am not surprised at all the magic he can perform. Although not remain indifferent to the value of his weapon. One hears talk of Fata and think about the magic wand, then add this rifle and, ça va sans dire, bottle Pennac to think of the Beretta. Nick a pun, a Once, I took the liberty of calling "Mestre by the red pen" , but did not receive feedback, so I assume not to have liked, but for me it was quite a compliment.
But here I get distracted. We return the weapon of the order in Fata. Now, the pen was a good sign, even if the keyboard is what makes it travel farther, but we're still clump in the handle and I do not want you to think you were a musician. Even if ... (and sorry for the dots).
We come to the point: the weapon is very sharp and penetrating the Fairy, in my opinion and here I do seriously, its overflowing humanity. His heart was huge, gargantuan, herculean, that moves mountains and Mohammed con grazia e armonia.
Giacché il mio indulgere nel panegirico tende ad essere spesso verboso, sarà meglio che mi attenga ai fatti. Per cui vi rimando direttamente al sito di Riverbero che racconta con asciutta obiettività la bellezza dell'operazione Tartarughe. Alla quale mi onoro di aver partecipato - grazie all'invito della Fata e alla sua grande idea, il Collettivo Voci , un'altra incitazione alla condivisione e alla partecipazione di sensazioni e talenti.
E poi una così non vuole essere chiamata Fata.
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