Saturday, October 23, 2010

Kates Playground Spunk



the end that's okay. It can not go so well. To be this way. It could not go otherwise. There, at Avetrano is normal that there are more reporters in the Chilean mine a few days ago, when they were ripped from the bowels of the 33 desperate that they will after having touched the glossy excitement of fame. This time could not be otherwise. What is right or wrong is not important at this time. So many things are wrong. Especially on television. In reality then. In Italy the two are more similar than monozygotic twins. For example. The family history Scazzi grows and develops in parallel with the crew of paparazzi and news sent directly in the field. Indeed, the plot is directly proportional to the amount of microphones reaching for the stars of horror. There were more cables, more words were shooting, several times against you consume, the more silence beat the air. Volatile as the brains of the protagonists. There, in that farmhouse now become a pilgrimage destination, there was little to do. And surely there is much in this little TV. Amen. With a small detail. That at some point not only was there but it was even there. Sarah died, the television has arrived. Hurrah. The rest comedies bastardized from news and tears, smiles and close-ups, plays and improper questions. Like those that Sabrina has turned to the reporters: "You share what you have done?". Poor bastards. Not even know what the meaning of the word share, the little girl not to be consumed with jealousy and they do not belong, probably, to another family but simply and only to her. I do not know, but the same has captured the meaning and importance of that thing there. So much to share about what has built its existence. More people looking for me, more like me, the more I love it, most are happy. Dragging in this odyssey in brain unified force to others. As it happens on television. If a program does not force you do to digest spread it on schedule as possible. The mechanisms are used. The television we wallow. They were waiting there for years. And why then should betray them? The Our Lady of Lourdes of the rest did not disappoint but the shepherd them satisfied to reward their faith. For Avetrano, for some, there was a miracle. The coveted goddess button was clearly evident before his eyes. All of a sudden. And the depraved and courageous shepherds have bowed to his contemporaries who knew the rules as everyone else already knows. Totally. This time, really, that's okay. The hypocrites if they make a right. Good shirt for everyone.

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