Hot, hot is too hot for frying those already so little functional neurons that the generous nature has given me. I try to repair it (a bit 'late, I admit) a little errorucci in the last two post, hoping that the people involved are so understanding to forgive my stolitanza (stolitanza is called altered state of consciousness that makes it very stoned and dumb, often associated with waves of Scirocco!). And then: a Pelago we met the Orbit of the Forest, and in August we'll play with Massimo Laguardia. Forgiveness forgiveness forgiveness, know for the future that I do not purpose, and thanks to my colleague Barbara for giving me back on the right path. I greet you, I expect a good half hour on his knees chickpea. Emanuela
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