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26. 09. 2007
a useless gesture

a useless gesture

Today i did a nonsense. I’m not proud of it, i wish i did itdifferently, but it’s ok. in these useless and perhaps stupidgestures lies the beauty of life. Or maybe i am...

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25. 09. 2007
“Targul de vechituri”

“Targul de vechituri”

I wish i knew how is this called in english. It is the story of Erika, the typewriter, of Orex, the old watch, the ring from my father and Mirela, which i never...

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23. 09. 2007
a moment

a moment

we stopped downtown for a coffee. cool terrace, full of people as we stopped. the woman massaging the guy in front of us, the black dog barking at every car that parked, the...

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23. 09. 2007
My only fear is fear itself

My only fear is fear itself

I fear death. More that of the people around me (cause i know how much it hurts) than my own. I fear illness cause for not being able to help. I fear lying...

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21. 09. 2007
yeap…THE day..

yeap…THE day..

I want this day to pass. With all the “happy birthdays”, with all the greetings and kissings and cookies. With the silence and disappointment. With the midnight tears, and smile.

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30. 08. 2007
Clothes

Clothes

There are washed clothes hung in one balcony across the street. There were yesterday and the day before, and probably tomorrow, too. Every morning when i’m sitting in my kitchen, drinking my coffee,...

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