Herpes And The Stomach

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Anturium red

The Simca 1100, refurbished with the ass, he was performing his job with honor, apart from the two nasty business, I do not remember ever left on the street. If it happened, was for little things, to remind you, however, was only a machine.
Between dawn flower market, deliveries in the country, in cities and everywhere humanly attainable, she was earning an honorable destruction, as I now found myself with a bunch to the gallery.
Prior to the sale of the store, as expected in the case of that good thing too, was a success anecdote, which inserts between the incidents, as this was, but not with the machine.
had been murdered in the city an important person.
More than anything else was known by experts in the field.
to say, if before the murder, in a shop or market or on the street, someone had asked who he was so sure the answer would have been a "boh".
Without the 'probably' that usually reveals a doubt about the eventual answer.
After the murder, which was an act of terrorism, his name was up on everyone's lips.
And, as always happens 'after', even if you did not know of its existence, had been affected "a good person."
overcome the above, I have served only to fill the post and to extend it a little, not brevilineo as usual.
also to prevent the editor to save me reproach, as always, on the words, in spite of these cost me nothing.
the shop had been entrusted with the manufacture of a wreath, a major firm, operating in the area of \u200b\u200bthe deceased.
Obviously, a point of honor would make her beautiful, because the competition was fierce in the field, and a mediocre figure would have been hard to bear, commercially speaking.
give us a hand, in case of demanding jobs, there were some friends, living nearby.
There was also a co-worker, who lived in the area, which initially came over to assess the income of the shop for the sake of the flowers themselves.
So if a rose was sold tot lire, was interested in the purchase price and the mark that we were going to apply.
But he did so without malice, just a curiosity that bordered on ficcanasaggio.
However, come today, come tomorrow, he was occasionally involved in the packaging or delivery.
must be said that both he and her friends, it cost a 'thank you', a café, a pizza sometimes, when you stop 'to work' till late evening.
This is to avoid allegations of 'moonlighting' or Chinese.
Returning to the crown: we had 'designed' huge, crammed full of orchids and anthurium catlee red white and green with palm trees that would give a circumference thrilling. A crown
as to raise the dead, if only for the time to see her before returning to his rest. To take
I asked the station wagon the tobacconist's (also involved in the creation), as there was on the Simca.
steady on the roof, support stand tucked inside, I started with my colleague at the time of the funeral, arranged in the lobby of his company.
early arrival, the police outside and even at football matches: still more than justified, the period was really bad.

Anturium white

Inside, near the coffin and the immediate surroundings big people whispering to each other, commenting on the crime, or even talking about their business, as it happens to all the funerals.
We first took the stand, eyeing a space in sight, so that the work of art give good honor the dead and great glory to our store.
square with a little 'hard work the crown, which, in addition to being large, was also pesantina and awkward to maneuver, it was to put the final' touches': arrangement of palms, that during the race were a bit 'move, a few flowers from back in line, control provide us the tape ...
Meanwhile, prominent figures had become a small crowd, so the operations of' system 'had them without too much show, not to disturb the seriousness of the moment.
My colleague on the back of the crown, and through the palm trees looked at the present, trying to identify those known.
I was on the front, where I gave, quietly, the final touches of the artist.
had called him, sottovocissimo, perhaps passing an accessory.
had called him so subdued as to be convinced that he could not heard me.
to do before I started really in the fourth, as they say, to pick up what I needed, forcefully pushing his head between his palms, which were quite stiff. He had heard
.
And he always do that before, he had plunged head first to come to the front and take what is required.
The total diameter of the crown, including palm trees, it is closer to four feet, so as to allow races with a total area of \u200b\u200btrack cycling.
Now, how many possibilities there might be a violent confrontation in so much space available?
I will not do percentages, because that one possibility was true.

Zucchini flowers

Two pumpkins, slamming against each other with brutal force would be pulped, silently. Our
were not pulped, but they did a bang that the ladies present were people turned to look, perhaps for fear that would be an attack. We were both sitting in
finished floor behind the crown, each trying to replace their boxes cranial massage so crudely.
The situation was clearly dramatic.
had become tragic when, after long minutes, we had a look, one eye at a time, and having taken act of being both survivors, we had laughed.
That laugh is sometimes an alternative to cry. As
suffocated, had resulted in someone coming to the crown a "ssshhh!" Disapprobative the lack of respect towards the deceased and to the authorities present.
Quit now, we could not, so try not to look, to pretend to pay attention to the sermons that meanwhile had begun.
Unfortunately, every now and already thinking provoked giggles.
In those moments of inattention, however, that stifled laugh, a bit 'of good will from those who felt, could be mistaken for sobs stifled by shame in the exhibitions of grief.
sorrow for the dead, of course, pumpkins for our bruised.