Dear friend of the Grand Bastard if you can imagine the following scene and the emotions created by it .. .
"Stockholm. Square as I know, however, huge square in front of the royal buildings (in Sweden it is the King .... or Prince [?]).
Incidentally, I notice a large deployment of military lined up in front of the majestic main entrance. Short delay dictated by curiosity to see something special. But in the long boredom wins the dispute (with the curious) and I walk away with my comp pervaded by a mild disappointment at the failure to present what I So. time to turn round the corner of the square when a sound reaches my ears . The sound you hear is below (only the first part) and even if what I saw was actually just a band playing, what I felt was a mixture of all those primal emotions of age when childish it takes a taste to see a good cartoon. One of those with controcoglioni where there were good, the bad, the beautiful and the idiot in office, one of them so simple that ended when you left alone ... mouth in amazement, satisfaction and a dose of immaginazione.Uno unimaginable to those who freed you from all around the head. I have written too ...
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