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Susanina

Can a good pig fly?

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I promise you all the season and oceans, all shells and fishes, thousands of beaches all over the world.
Beaches filled with naked bodies, pretty and not, skinny and not, suntanned and exhausted.

I promise you all the snow and frost and absence of flowers and green trees, lack of sun, presence of white colors. Unlimited.

I promise you smells, cats and dogs running around happily, chamomile, shy in their beauty, immature ladybirds.

I promise you gold, red and yellow paints, grey roads, smell of rain,petrol rainbows in puddles, poetry of life.

I promise you summer, winter, spring and autumn - all the seasons the world promises to me.

I cannot guarantee you'll enjoy all these: sometimes rain may seem to be annoying, wind can ruin your outfit or volcano eruption spoil your upcoming plans.

But I do promise that all these will bring inspiration into your life.