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Polaridade

Tanto podia viver a norte como a sul. Mas que não o obrigassem a decidir: era um urso bipolar.

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Tve disse…
Polaarsus

Ta võis elada nii põhjas kui lõunas. Mitte miski ei sundinud teda valima: tegu oli ju bipolaarse karuga.

(to regale your fortunate Estonian-speaking visitors and passerbies).
Tve disse…
And here´s an occasion to encourage everybody to learn Estonian! Once again the "non-indoeuropeanism" of the language hits me below the waist: the translation as it is above is to delete, as "bolar bear" is "ice bear" (well, "jääkaru") in Estonian :)

I retreat, head low.
Manu disse…
Que susto. Achei que o pobre urso era um transtornado.
Rocío disse…
Por acaso acho o ursinho um tudo-nada parecido contigo (Tallinn-Lisboa-Tallinn-Lisboa...) :-)
sónia disse…
Bipolar, mas previdente, usava galochas :)
Sophia disse…
No Norte ainda compreendo o polar duplo, mas no Sul julgo que basta um...

Quem não fôr bipolar que atire a primeira bola...
ob disse…
Desde o final de 2009, o nosso urso ultrapassou a simples condição de residente indeciso de extremidades opostas do norte e do sul e passou a fazer escalas também de leste a oeste, usurpando a posição de grande viajador do próprio criador.

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