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The Purple Rose of Cairo Woody Allen

Dear Cecilia,
I watch through the keyhole. Do not ask, please, those of us who two is that in the
screen or beyond it, because I could not say with confidence and in any case does not matter much.
I saw you at the cinema, the place where you shelter in my spare time to breathe as if you sit down in front of the screen
to live a little 'too, at least in my spare time. Yes, I imagine,
am sure that the bar and that your fat and foolish husband are one of the bad dreams come
night. (I go to sleep with peace in my heart, Cecilia, because maybe tomorrow I'll wake up and
kills me that this race will end). When your fiction, our, love,
become reality, when they are sprung out of the screen with my sincere and pure heart and my money and my ridiculous scene
helmet, then, Cecilia, I came to you, accept your world of fiction
true and gray for your sake. For you, Cecilia, I accepted the pain and the tears of those who make
love without love, who thinks an explorer on the run is narrow as it is he, who beat his wife to make her
Rigar straight (like ' have endured, Cecilia, how did you not flee before?
And after all, escape, how could you have?). Out here I kiss you and there is no fading, yeah, in short,
missing something, something does not work, as the bulbs electrocuted. But the taste of leather
the film did not feel. Yours, for instance (for example? But if you only know your?)
know your fishing and popcorn to take you to the room and then know lavender and starch, I do not know how to say, maybe
just clean, no celluloid flesh at its best. And now you left me. I'm back in
this world in black and white that smells of nothing and has no taste. But what makes you dream.
If I get up every day, every day if I go back to the Copa Cabana, Cecilia, I do it for you, give you a smile
and continue to kiss, even from afar. I do not know if you're still there in the audience (I've always been afraid to turn around
. Since then I have not looked more mysterious because in that world you
could not be there anymore and I could not stand it ...) but I feel your presence, your eyes on me and
alive today and every day our love, full of those other transitions, those to which the film is not able
. I will save. I want to believe it. I have to believe to continue living, or non-living, if you prefer
. And do not even know if he and the other, my other, in short, I drove back to get
... If I know him well I can say with certainty that he is not there, he deserted and not return.
What I will resist forever, and that alone saves us both, because I always get up and delivery to
am looking for what I want to give you and that every day I offer you my
The Purple Rose reclaimed from the desert of the mythical Cairo.

The Inside Of My Inside Ankle Hurts On Both

The new book by Jonathan Safran Foer


Jonathan Safran Foer, a child, spent Saturday and Sunday with his grandmother. When he arrived, she raised the air squeezing in a big hug, and he himself did when he went on. It was not just affection, his: the back was the constant worry of knowing that his nephew had eaten enough. The concern of those who almost died of hunger during the war, but was able to reject the pork that would have given this life because food was not kosher, because "if nothing matters, there is nothing to save '. The food she is not just food, it is "terror, dignity, gratitude, revenge, joy, humiliation, religion, history and, of course, love."
Once you become a father, Foer remembers this teaching and began to question what is the meat, why not feed her child how to feed himself, is more important. This book is the result of an investigation that lasted almost three years brought in factory farms, also visited in the middle of the night that led them to talk about the violence and animal poison treatments based on drugs that must undergo , to describe how they are killed to become our daily bread.

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"The daily horrors of intensive farming are told so vividly ... that anyone, after reading the book, Foer, continued to consume industrial products should be heartless or without reason." JM Coetzee

"Foer's call for a kind of ethical vegetarianism is deeply disheartening ... A strong and investigation, with a persuasive power that will shake all those who eat meat." Kirkus Reviews

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Aurora, my favorite restaurant in NY

Today I speak to you Dawn.

not astronomical in poetic sense eh. But as the Aurora restaurant. The Restaurant. My favorite restaurant in NY. There are a few considerations:

1) The Aurora is a restaurant italiano ma con quel tocco newyorkese che fa la differenza
2) L'Aurora è a Soho, anche se adesso ha aperto una sede anche nella bellissima Brooklyn (dove abita Safran Foer)
3) All'Aurora ho cenato più e più volte con un architetto e designer come ce ne sono pochi al mondo (che guarda caso è il mio compagno di vita :)

Ora non posso che invitarvi a provarlo. Un ristorante così non si può spiegare. Vi basti sapere che il menù cambia ogni giorno, che sul tavolo troverete una candela in un sacchettino di carta tipo quella dove avvolgono il pane, che i dolci sono tra le cose più belle e buone che io abbia mai assaporato al mondo.

Per saperne di più curiosate qui www.auroraristorante.com