Although private law. Despite the heat of June. Despite the cold weather in June. Although sleep. Despite the heavy riffs. Despite the oil spills and polluted seas by BP. Although Pasolini died. Despite wars, earthquakes and famine around the world. Despite inflation. Despite the triumph of gravity on my bed. Despite the chronic discontent. Despite the dreams away and the car in the reserve. Although Italy's Lippi. Despite the mosquitoes. Despite ataraxia that never comes. Despite the revolutions on Facebook. Despite the white walls of the library. Despite the silence of the library and noise concerns. In spite of everything. The other day I managed to tear a smile.
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