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in questi giorni è davvero difficile per me riuscire a dedicare il mio tempo al  blog......sono ancora all'inizio, devo sistemare questo mio spazio per chi mi vorrà seguire ma anche per me!
in these days I'm really busy and  I won't have time to my blog..I'm just beginning with it..there's a lot to do here for you all those who like to follow me and for myself ,too.

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A Taledda di S. Giorgio a Ibla

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The caponata of the Inspector Montalbano... simply sciavurusa!

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