Ósigur Enn hefur veturinn betur Jörðin sporðreisist Sólin teygir sig eitt andartak upp úr sjóndeildarhringnum Hjarnið skurn undir fótum mér Sconfitta Ancora una volta l’inverno ha la meglio La terra s’inclina all’indietro Il sole si …
Gliding past his wife’s pale shoulder, Pavel’s gaze rested on Cora’s smooth sunburnt skin, taking in every detail. Seated leg-crossed in front of them, she sifted the sand through her fingers telling them about the …
Se un alieno atterrasse oggi sulla Terra, o anche se si limitasse a stazionare in aria a qualche chilometro di distanza dal suolo a osservare il comportamento sui social network degli esseri umani, si troverebbe di fronte a un …
During the first interval of Chekhov’s The Seagull, my friend Marcel, the scenographer, who had offered us the tickets, came to greet us. My wife and my daughter praised his original scenography with vocal enthusiasm, …
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