CapaRezza ilaria condizionata

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Where does all this cold come from? How come I feel all this cold?
Ilaria wants more from life, at least a friend in the Tim Tribe. She dumps crazy frogs and stupid emus. She puts her tits on Badoo. Then, the turning point, this time it's cool, puts on Amon Duul and Tool. You love Michael Moore's investigations. All downloaded outright from E-Mule. Then she becomes a fucking alternative. She loves free jazz, she shouts Yes PACS! Truffaut films, Paz comics. She hates models but becomes a Bratz and now has a Bluetooth headset. She is fine but she fears Robin Hood. Slow food, brut flute. New look, photo book. Where does all this cold come from? How come I feel all this cold?
RIT: The air conditioning made my day cold.
Ilaria where is she now? They saw her at the parade wearing Che's shirt. He shouted No! At the yours mercy while swallowing Nestlé chocolate. With straight hair at the Misfits live. With bulletproof at Fifty's live.
She is really impressionable, believe me as soon as you see her you immediately take advantage of it. She lives spirituality. Evangelical, dianetic, cult of Ra. Cult Jah, change cult already? It depends on what's going on in the city. She doesn't drink but she smells of rum, she doesn't smoke except chilums. She relies on Sai Baba, on Moon's sect but she has the soul of a little angel from Thun. RIT.
Brrrr, Ilaria, how cold your soul is! Ilaria, uhhh. You're cold. So cold that it snows, you are, you are cadaverous, you have a frozen facade, you have changed Ilaria! The air conditioning cooled my day. RIT.

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