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	<title>Blue Jay Way</title>
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	<description>Noto à margem do que li O que julguei que senti.</description>
	<pubDate>Wed, 24 Feb 2010 18:20:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Vampire Weekend</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Feb 2010 18:20:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sofía</dc:creator>
		
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Que passa? Gosto dos neoiorquinos &#8220;pijolis&#8221;&#8230;
Es homem ou mulher?: Horchata.
Describe-te: A- Punk.
Que sintem as pessoas acerca de ti:  Oxford Comma.
Como describirias a tua anterior relação sentimental: I Think You&#8217;re a Contra.
Describe a tua actual relação com o teu mozo ou pretendente:  Giving Up The Gun.
Onde quererias estar agora: Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa.  
Como es respecto ao amor: White Sky.        
Como é a tua vida: Taxi Cab.
Que pedirias [...]]]></description>
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<p>Que passa? Gosto dos neoiorquinos &#8220;pijolis&#8221;&#8230;</p>
<address><strong>Es homem ou mulher?: </strong><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4nPPAiDK_BA">Horchata.</a></address>
<address><strong>Describe-te:</strong> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VJ5TEg6vfLE&amp;feature=related">A- Punk.</a></address>
<address><strong>Que sintem as pessoas acerca de ti:</strong>  <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P_i1xk07o4g&amp;feature=related">Oxford Comma.</a></address>
<address><strong>Como describirias a tua anterior relação sentimental:</strong><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8uL5jDRvIFk"> I Think You&#8217;re a Contra.</a></address>
<address><strong>Describe a tua actual relação com o teu mozo ou pretendente:</strong>  <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bccKotFwzoY">Giving Up The Gun.</a></address>
<address><strong>Onde quererias estar agora:</strong> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hZakHAHinVY&amp;feature=related">Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa.</a>  </address>
<address><strong>Como es respecto ao amor:</strong> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQOd-9VQIUA&amp;feature=related">White Sky.</a>        </address>
<address><strong>Como é a tua vida:</strong> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TwuS7oO3T_Q">Taxi Cab.</a></address>
<address><strong>Que pedirias se tiveras um só desejo:</strong>  <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QSEHYHnhEBo">Holiday.<br />
</a><strong>Escreve uma cita ou frase sabia:</strong> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_MhjbpWa8Y">The Kids Don&#8217;t Stand A Chance.</a><br />
<strong>Agora despide-te:</strong> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pKkNJuKtFis">Run.</a></address>
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<address><strong>E, de regalo&#8230; <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w-zDCBNpMnY">isto</a> e <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I3YPKaM6jw8">isto</a></strong></address>
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		<title>A un insecto alado</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Feb 2010 19:28:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sofía</dc:creator>
		
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De dudosa belleza
y constante zumbido,
induce a la pereza
con este su sonido
y con toda certeza
cumple su cometido.
Si el indecente truhán
gana al luchador taimado,
las altas frecuencias harán
del sonido del alado
el motor del holgazán
que al trabajo se ve forzado.
Cuando la tesis que nos halla
no estimula ni excita
se suele perder la batalla
pues del alado la visita
el ansia de esfuerzo [...]]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: center"><img src="http://www.strawberryfieldsforever.org/wp-content/arquivos/2010/02/la-siesta-van-gogh.jpg" alt="La siesta, Van Gogh" /></p>
<p style="text-align: center"><font color="#993300"><strong>De dudosa belleza<br />
y constante zumbido,<br />
induce a la pereza<br />
con este su sonido<br />
y con toda certeza<br />
cumple su cometido.<br />
Si el indecente truhán<br />
gana al luchador taimado,<br />
las altas frecuencias harán<br />
del sonido del alado<br />
el motor del holgazán<br />
que al trabajo se ve forzado.<br />
Cuando la tesis que nos halla<br />
no estimula ni excita<br />
se suele perder la batalla<br />
pues del alado la visita<br />
el ansia de esfuerzo acalla<br />
sea moscón o mariquita.<br />
Mas no sea falso el juicio<br />
del tesón del hermano:<br />
desde el filósofo patricio<br />
hasta el más humilde paisano<br />
caen del tedio en el vicio<br />
débil, punible, mundano<br />
para el que siempre hay momento propicio.</strong></font></p>
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<p align="right"><em><font color="#000000">Cho, Novembro &#8216;09</font></em></p>
<p align="center"><em><font color="#003300">&#8220;No es tiempo perdido aquel que disfrutas perdiendo&#8221;</font></em></p>
<p align="center">&nbsp;</p>
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		<title>Tristes</title>
		<link>http://www.strawberryfieldsforever.org/tristes/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Jan 2010 21:17:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sofía</dc:creator>
		
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Tristes guerras
si no es amor la empresa.
Tristes. Tristes.
Tristes armas
si no son las palabras.
Tristes. Tristes.
Tristes hombres
si no mueren de amores.
Tristes. Tristes.

Miguel Hernández
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<p align="center"><strong><font color="#003366">Tristes guerras<br />
si no es amor la empresa.</font></strong><strong><font color="#003366"><br />
Tristes. Tristes.<br />
Tristes armas<br />
si no son las palabras.<br />
Tristes. Tristes.<br />
Tristes hombres<br />
si no mueren de amores.<br />
Tristes. Tristes.</font></strong>
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<p align="right">Miguel Hernández</p>
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		<title>The Catcher in the Rye</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jan 2010 21:48:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sofía</dc:creator>
		
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&#8220;&#8230;I&#8217;ve left schools and places I didn&#8217;t even know I was leaving them. I hate that. I don&#8217;t care if it&#8217;s a sad good-bye or a bad good-bye, but when I leave a place I like to know I&#8217;m leaving it. If you don&#8217;t, you feel even worse.&#8221;
J.D. Sallinger
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<p><font color="#003366"><strong>&#8220;&#8230;I&#8217;ve left schools and places I didn&#8217;t even know I was leaving them. I hate that. I don&#8217;t care if it&#8217;s a sad good-bye or a bad good-bye, but when I leave a place I like to know I&#8217;m leaving it. If you don&#8217;t, you feel even worse.&#8221;</strong></font></p>
<p align="right"><font color="#3366ff">J.D. Sallinger</font></p>
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		<title>How many?</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jan 2010 15:19:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sofía</dc:creator>
		
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Yes, &#8216;n&#8217; how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, &#8216;n&#8217; how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin&#8217; in the wind,
The answer is blowin&#8217; in the wind.

Bob Dylan, &#8220;Blowin&#8217; in the Wind&#8221;
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<p align="center"><font color="#808000">Yes, &#8216;n&#8217; how many ears must one man have<br />
Before he can hear people cry?<br />
Yes, &#8216;n&#8217; how many deaths will it take till he knows<br />
That too many people have died?<br />
The answer, my friend, is blowin&#8217; in the wind,<br />
The answer is blowin&#8217; in the wind.</font>
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<p align="right"><font color="#008000"><strong>Bob Dylan</strong>,</font> <em>&#8220;Blowin&#8217; in the Wind&#8221;</em></p>
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		<title>Ai No Mukidashi (Love Exposure)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 14:34:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sofía</dc:creator>
		
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&#8220;El amor es paciente y muestra comprensión. El amor no tiene celos, no aparenta ni se infla. No actúa con bajeza ni busca su propio interés, no se deja llevar por la ira y olvida lo malo. 
No se alegra de lo injusto, sino que se goza de la verdad. Perdura a pesar de todo, [...]]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: center"><img src="http://www.strawberryfieldsforever.org/wp-content/arquivos/2009/12/copia-de-sofia-25-de-noviembre-de-1989-1.jpg" alt="25/11/1989" /></p>
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<p align="left" style="line-height: 150%"><font color="#000080"><strong><font size="2" face="Verdana">&#8220;El amor es paciente y muestra comprensión. El amor no tiene celos, no aparenta ni se infla. No actúa con bajeza ni busca su propio interés, no se deja llevar por la ira y olvida lo malo.</font></strong> </font></p>
<p align="left" style="line-height: 150%"><font color="#000080"><strong><font size="2" face="Verdana">No se alegra de lo injusto, sino que se goza de la verdad. Perdura a pesar de todo, lo cree todo, lo espera todo y lo soporta todo.</font></strong> </font></p>
<p align="left" style="line-height: 150%"><font color="#000080"><strong><font size="2" face="Verdana">El amor nunca pasará. Las profecías perderán su razón de ser, callarán las lenguas y ya no servirá el saber más elevado. Porque este saber queda muy imperfecto, y nuestras profecías son también algo muy limitado; y cuando llegue lo perfecto, lo que es limitado desaparecerá.</font></strong> &#8220;</font></p>
<p align="right" style="line-height: 150%"><strong>Corintios 1:13</strong></p>
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		<title>&#8230;I&#8217;m John, and I too play guitar&#8230; and sometimes I play the fool</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 17:03:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sofía</dc:creator>
		
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&#8220;Would those of you in the cheaper seats clap your hands? And the rest of you, if you&#8217;ll just rattle your jewelry.&#8221;
- John Lennon (09/10/1940- 08/12/1980)



 Quem atope o maior número de títulos de canções de Lennon nesta tonteria que escrevim, ganha um plus de autoestima!  
- Good morning, good morning, hey, Bulldog! Let&#8217;s twist and [...]]]></description>
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<dt class="quote"><strong><font color="#000080">&#8220;Would those of you in the cheaper seats clap your hands? And the rest of you, if you&#8217;ll just rattle your jewelry.&#8221;</font></strong></dt>
<address class="quote"><font color="#800080">- John Lennon (09/10/1940- 08/12/1980)</font></address>
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<address class="quote"> Quem atope o maior número de títulos de canções de Lennon nesta tonteria que escrevim, ganha um plus de autoestima! <img src='http://www.strawberryfieldsforever.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> <font color="#993300"></p>
<p class="quote">- Good morning, good morning, hey, Bulldog! Let&#8217;s twist and shout, like we were flying across the universe until we get to Pepperland, where we can meet that nowhere man who&#8217;s going to be in Strawberry Fields forever!</p>
<p class="quote">We can move then with this shot of rythm and blues and visit Lucy in the sky with diamonds, she&#8217;s crying for help! because she&#8217;s crippled inside. She hates isolation, it&#8217;s been a hard day&#8217;s night for her.</p>
<p class="quote">Both of them can come together with us, and have some of that rock and roll music, with a woman that&#8217;s no longer a girl. She&#8217;s got a ticket to ride, I should have known better se wasn&#8217;t going to stand by me.</p>
<p class="quote">Imagine we start a revolution: they would give peace a chance! Don&#8217;t let me down, or I&#8217;ll cry instead. Don&#8217;t think I&#8217;m a loser: I am the walrus! I don&#8217;t want to spoil the party, but there will be not a second chance for cleanup time.</p>
<p class="quote">Mean Mr Mustard, Julia, dear Prudence and Polythene Pam will be waiting for us. Rain and the Sun king will be there too. You&#8217;ve got to hide your love away, or you&#8217;ll have to run for your life, beautiful boy.</p>
<p class="quote">When I get home, please please me, and call this boy: he&#8217;s a working class hero, so he won&#8217;t be watching the wheels. Nobody told me this, but I am God, and I can see through a glass onion.</p>
<p class="quote">That&#8217;s all I&#8217;ve got to do today. Tomorrow never knows, but now I&#8217;m so tired and I&#8217;m only sleeping, so don&#8217;t be bad to me and don&#8217;t ask me why. Don&#8217;t worry, I feel fine&#8230; all you need is love&#8230; it&#8217;s only love, yes it is&#8230;</p>
<p class="quote">You know my name (look up the number).</p>
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		<title>Blindness</title>
		<link>http://www.strawberryfieldsforever.org/blindness/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 17:19:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sofía</dc:creator>
		
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&#8220;And because there is something they can’t see people think it has to be special, because people always think there is something special about what they can’t see, like the dark side of the moon, or the other side of a black hole, or in the dark when they wake up at night and they’re [...]]]></description>
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<p class="quoteText">&#8220;And because there is something they can’t see people think it has to be special, because people always think there is something special about what they can’t see, like the dark side of the moon, or the other side of a black hole, or in the dark when they wake up at night and they’re scared.&#8221;</p>
<p class="quoteText">— <a href="http://www.strawberryfieldsforever.org/author/show/1050.Mark_Haddon" title="view all quotes by Mark Haddon" class="authorNameRegular"><font color="#663300">Mark Haddon</font></a> (<font color="#663300">The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time</font>)</p>
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		<title>The quiet Beatle</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 21:30:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sofía</dc:creator>
		
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 E, hoje, uma homenagem.
1.-Escolhe uma banda, grupo ou cantante.
2.-Responde nada mais que com tîtulos das suas canções.
Grupo: George Harrison (25/02/1943- 29/11/2001)
Es homem ou mulher?: Dark Sweet Lady.
Describe-te: Old Brown Shoe.
Que sintem as pessoas acerca de ti: Something.
Como describirias a tua anterior relação sentimental: Isn&#8217;t it a pity.
Describe a tua actual relação com o teu mozo ou pretendente: Not [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong><font color="#993300"> E, hoje, uma homenagem.</font></strong></p>
<p></strong></font><font color="#000080"><strong>1.</strong>-Escolhe uma banda, grupo ou cantante.<br />
<strong>2.</strong>-Responde nada mais que com tîtulos das suas canções.</font></p>
<p><font color="#000080">Grupo:</font> <strong><em>George Harrison (25/02/1943- 29/11/2001)</em></strong></p>
<p>Es homem ou mulher?: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hijt33vtmQM&amp;feature=related">Dark Sweet Lady.<br />
</a>Describe-te: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tSn3w_ZlJSo&amp;translated=1">Old Brown Shoe.</a><br />
Que sintem as pessoas acerca de ti: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=55pEzqdhKBo">Something.</a><br />
Como describirias a tua anterior relação sentimental: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IuStBNkvwhE&amp;translated=1">Isn&#8217;t it a pity.</a><br />
Describe a tua actual relação com o teu mozo ou pretendente: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y8hvSD5nTmE&amp;translated=1">Not Guilty.<br />
</a>Onde quererias estar agora: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jZZ96J_PVbk&amp;translated=1">Bangladesh.<br />
</a>Como es respecto ao amor: <font color="#017f8d"> </font><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ceXD_n3-mt8&amp;translated=1">Gone Troppo.</a><br />
Como é a tua vida: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jMm4bhs6GYY&amp;translated=1">Faster.<br />
</a>Que pedirias se tiveras um só desejo: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s-KAvPbO8JY&amp;translated=1">Give me Love (Give me Peace on Earth).<br />
</a>Escreve uma cita ou frase sabia: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y5aSspIVrK0&amp;translated=1">Beware of Darkness.<br />
</a>Agora despide-te: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GytPv_v29lc&amp;translated=1">All Things Must Pass.</a></p>
<p> E, de regalo: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=86PGnk9jK84&amp;translated=1">Life Itself.</a></p>
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Penny: I give up, he&#8217;s impossible
Sheldon: I can&#8217;t be impossible, I exist. I believe what you meant to say is, &#8220;I give up, he&#8217;s improbable.&#8221;

The Big Bang Theory, Season 3

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<p><font color="#003366"><strong>Penny</strong>:</font> I give up, he&#8217;s impossible<br />
<font color="#993300"><strong>Sheldon</strong>:</font> I can&#8217;t be impossible, I exist. I believe what you meant to say is, &#8220;I give up, he&#8217;s improbable.&#8221;</p>
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