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OTHER OBJECTIVES OTHER OBJECTIVES / GOALS OTHER

Borrowed cameras or my cellphone : this is how I did this 15 photos in Bordeaux, France and Bilbao, Spain after my camera was stolen in Paris. You always better have a Plan B !

NOTE: soon as I got back home, I wrote in a blog entry I was going to give you a free-download surprise after more less 3 weeks. Don’t worry, it’s coming really soon, I just need some more time to make it even nicer than expected.
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Macchine fotografiche in prestito o il mio fido cell: that's how I made these 15 shots in Bordeaux and Bilbao after I did fool the camera in Paris. It 's always good to have a plan B !

NOTE: just got back home, in a post I had announced that within three weeks you would have found a surprise downloadable for free from my blog. Do not worry, you will have very very soon, I just need a little time to make it even better than I expected to be able to do.

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after the rain Bordeaux / Bordeaux after the rain

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The coolest record shop in Bordeaux
The coolest record store in Bordeaux



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Testosterone

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The new nouvelle cuisine / The new nouvelle cuisine

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Northern Spain: do not call it Ocean, But Cantabric Sea

northern Spain: do not call but Ocean Bay of Biscay



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Should not we continue? / And we should not continue?



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The Object / objective



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After parking the car / After parking



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Mankind / The human race



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Approaching / Approaching

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Traveller above a sea without clouds / fog Wanderer above the sea without

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Guernica

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Guggenheim Museum, Bilbao

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tiny Feeling / Feeling tiny

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The local Hugh Hefner / Hugh Hefner The local

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OH, PARIS!

Sunsets are beautiful, meufs know how to party, falafels are delicious: welcome to Paris .
(Just remember not to trust wardrobe clerks at clubs)
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Sunsets are spectacular, meufs know how to party, the falafel are excellent: welcome to Paris .
(Just remember not to trust those assigned to the wardrobe in rooms)

Lalie and I glodfish style / Lalie and I like goldfish

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Eiffel Tower as seen before / Eiffel Tower seen before

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Preparations / Preparation

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This is how meufs party / The meufs celebrate so

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Eiffel Tower as seen after / Eiffel Tower view after

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Going up / Climb

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Will I see the UK? / It will be seen in England?

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Pay-per-view

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"There Was Back in the days still only here"

"Once it was all campaign

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Hide-and-seek with the sun / Hide and seek with the sun

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This is not New York / New York is not

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To walk / Walk

Letting Have a rest soul / spirit Resting

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Lights and shadows / Luci e ombre

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L'enfant bling-bling

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(MY) LONDON EYE / (MY)

After Amsterdam it was London 's turn: here you find 15 photos about my second stage. Get ready for the next one.
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After Amsterdam it was the turn of London here on the second stage 15 photos . Get ready for the next.

Hoek van Holland: ready to sail off

Hoek van Holland: ready to start

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Live from the North Sea / Live from North Sea



Skeptikal look of a souvenir on ITS shelfmates
The skeptical view of a souvenir on his shelf mates

Where even birds Could get run over
Where even the birds are likely to be invested

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And now? / And now?

Businessman on the phone / Businessman on the phone

Thou shalt not trust thy neighbor / not trust your neighbor

A rat's perspective / perspective of a mouse

Inglese-style lunch / Lunch English

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"Shave That Beard!" My Father Would Say

"shaved off his beard!" My father would say

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It's been a while since the Puritans ...

It's been a while since Puritanism ...

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A dirty laundry / A dirty laundry

Sometimes modeling is a tough job

Sometimes making the model is hard work

A geyser urban / metropolitan Geyser

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On the train to Paris / On the train to Paris

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LONDON EYE OF THE LAST KISS / THE LAST KISS

It was like saying goodbye to a girlfriend .
You see her at your final rendezvous, the one where you go to the flat you used to share to take your stuff, and the memories of your days together start flowing.

There’s no resentment between the two of you, absolutely, it’s just that on some basic matters you couldn’t find a match and by common consent you consciously decided to part ways.
You make the same old moves, you do the same old things, you go the same old direction like it was just a normal day and there you find her: she even looks prettier than usual, fresh like never before in her spring dress, brighter than what you were used to because yours was a winter love. Once every two minutes you get back to the present and realize everything is different, today is not a normal day , not a common day. But for the other 119 seconds composing the two minutes, it’s like nothing has changed. So you find yourself wavering between two different moods, she smiles like she’s yours but she’s not yours anymore, but you don’t care she’s supposed not to be yours anymore because she smiles like she is still yours . And you keep on wavering.

The plan was to be as fast and cold blooded as possible, but then you just can’t refuse when she offers you a coffee and you don’t mind when after that she suggests to have a walk. So you walk, talk, remember, talk, walk and the loop goes on until the sun is about to set, the sky turns pink, her expression even more beautiful and it’s your pleasure to invite her for dinner like it was nothing, or like the days you were courting her. The same romantic magic in the air, you feel like out of time, you eat, talk, remember, talk, eat and the loop goes on until the moon is above your heads, the sky turns dark and that extra sip of alcohol helps you give her a last, long, intense kiss . Your whole story is like this kiss, because you met each other, liked each other, got your lips closer, kissed like it was eternal and then separate your lips as it is for every kiss. Your story is like a long, big kiss containing millions of kisses , and in this very moment you are separating your lips from these millions of kisses by ending the long, big one.

So you walk away at the height of the night, hooking up again with two friends there to help you take it easier and in a couple of hours it’s a new day and you are back home. Past, present, future or everything mixed, you just can’t forget a story when it’s to love one .

Taken from Wednesday, as Announced When I scheduled to go to Berlin to take the stuff I HAD left there. I Took with Philip, and just no competition There Was Between Him and the others Because It Was The first time he Took a flight. Hilary, a friend of Philip's, and joined the party We had a nice 26 hours non-stop trip. Now We have two people more in love with my Berlin.


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see her in what must be the last meeting, one where the old house he shared skim to return your things, and memories of the days begin to flow together.

There is resentment among you, absolutely, it's just that on some key issues you were not in a mature and rational and have mutually agreed to take different paths.
You move as always, do the same things as always, follow the same road as always was a normal day and there she was, her. It seems even more beautiful usual, fresh as ever in her spring dress, brighter than you were accustomed to seeing because your love was in the winter.
Every two minutes back for a moment and realize that this is completely different today is not a normal day, not a day common, but the other one hundred and nineteen seconds of two minutes as if nothing had changed, and you find yourself wavering between two moods, with her smile like yours but your not any more and you do not mind you the fact that is no longer your because she smiles as if it were still your . It continues to sway.

The plan was to be rapid and seconded as much as possible, but then you can not say no when they want to offer you a coffee and not to overlook when subsequently threw out the idea of \u200b\u200ba walk. Then walk, talk, remember, speak, walk and everything continues until the sun goes down, the sky turns pink, her expression more beautiful and it is with pleasure that the invitations to dinner as if nothing had happened or the days when the courted. Same romance in the air, you feel as out of time, eat, speak, remember, talk, eat and everything continues until the moon is above you, the sky turned dark and the thread in alcohol more help you give her a last, long, intense kiss . Your story is like this kiss, because you've met, liked, your lips moved closer, you have kissed as if it were infinite, then the lips have come off as happens with every kiss. Your story is like a long, huge kiss containing millions of kisses and at this very moment you are pulling the lips of these millions of kisses concluding the long, immense.

So you go in the middle of the night, reunited with two friends there to help you Do not let it weigh too much, and in a few hours is a new day and you're home. Past, present, future or all together, you can not forget a story when you love .

Section on Wednesday, the day when I went to Berlin as announced to retrieve what was still my. With me I brought Philip, who was against any kind of competition, since he had never flown before. Rounding out the group was then Hilary, a friend of Philip. Our tour de force by 26 hours is spun properly, and now we have two more of my love Berlin.

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