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Para Romão, é sempre tudo ou nada. Ontem, por exemplo, foi a Alcochete e voltou.

Comentários

Rocío disse…
Não estou a ver o mérito do Romão. Mérito, mérito mesmo, tem aquele que faz um Tallinn-Lisboa-Tallinn em tempo record
hehehe
Manuela disse…
Foi e voltou. Ainda bem...
Esta "Grosse Diagonal" começa a ser demasiado familiar. Literalmente familiar.
ob disse…
Debruçado sobre o papel ou a tela
O escritor cumpre o seu afazer
Abraça causas e assalta a cidadela
De braçada viaja e vive a colher
Da terra amizades, do céu a estrela
No fim da noite, colo de mulher.

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19 kinds of girls who bruise my soul

By João Lopes Marques (Eesti keeles)


There was a time, not too long ago, I believed I had become a misogynous guy. False. I wasn’t. Then I started fearing I was slightly gynophobic. Nope. I was just afraid to bump into another stupid girl. It wasn’t easy to understand it but 10 or 15 years later I realize I’m just too sensitive to 19 specific species of women. Indeed, I can even turn intolerant in presence of one of them. Such a phenomenon can be either personal taste or old trauma, I know. However, I don’t care anymore. I just confess the following kind of females have the power to bruise my soul:


1- The hologram girl

You think everything is fine, that that closeness is real, and you stretch your arm. Of course you wanted more and she let you play that game. For a week. A month. Sometimes even for years. Helàs! Now you understand you were living in a dream. “Why did she give me so many wrong signs”, you wonder; “João, I’ve seen you always as a very good friend”, she states.


2- The drink-…