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Here com' it was once...
It was far away 1994, were 3 or 4 days that I was to Stockholm to the
water festival in the ostello close to that one in the boat (for who did
not know it to Stockholm is a ostello that it is a true one and own boat
of wood moored on a wharf... but when has been I was full!). We had decided,
seen the convenience (approximately £50000 round-trip with the Inter
reduction in price rail), to go to Helsinki for 12 hours and to behind
return with the mythical ship of the Viking Then we have left the bags at the hostel (trusting
to us) and are you leave to the time of Helsinki with solo zainetti the
Invic ** the rest of the history is that I have known tipa (of name the
Fight) to the fast food of the ship; it, "finnica" just of Helsinki
returned to house from its Inter-rail in Spain. One had been based beside
we to eat of the fried patatine (Was therefore pretty that I already hung
from its labbra)... poi a word pulls the other and we have known ourselves.
Laboriously I have removed one to the time the others 3 friends from the
object of desire and, in the nottata one, gained the shyness that characterizes
to me, I have confessed them my interest in its confronts. It has been
(strangely!) endured and.... you can imagine the rest alone. One of the
things that you cannot imagine and that it has given satisfaction to me
is the place where it has Of her they remained me only few photos and some letter. To the day today we do not write ourselves more. This is my history. Little time makes on a pamphlet of a review that spoke about the places of the love in Europe has found just the mythical Viking Linens nicknamed "the ship of the love". However it is, of possibility to trombare ce are several, all is to take advantage of them R-al.meglio |
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