243 x 100 DAYS

Today (Friday, December 15, 2006) I complete 243 days, more two zeros, to consider behind. They are these zeros behind that I would love not to consider. But the moon has passed for me correct 24.300 times! It is inexorable.

 

The demand to postpone an obligation.

This situation can happen, above all to a prone person to be a messy. I must engage me to take back a job that has not hocked me for a certain time. I try the feeling to absolutely face a new matter for my preceding experiences. In this precise moment it is not easy for me to understand what must be my point of departure. This is not proper moment to begin a new matter. It is preferable to start out tomorrow.

 

Passing through is forbidden

No through traffic, passing through is forbidden; entrance permitted only resident traffic. Prohibition of transit to the pedestrians. A person who travels by foot. A pedestrian is a person travelling on foot, whether walking or running. In modern times, the term mostly refers to someone walking on a road or footpath, but this was not the case historically.

The pedestrian must be to earth!

 

Every fun asks for its season.

They are out season.

 

 

Please, don't write me about my mistakes. They amuse me! They are the right of expression without to study the structure of a language. Never grammar, only practice.

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Welcome!

 

Here I wish for have a good time with the use of languages. Although I don't know the languages.

 

Mario Malaguti

 

Voyaging 70 years.

 

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Cuidado! Attention! Passe auf!

 

The page's author, excuse us the authors, must not be regarded seriously.
I'm aging in wisdom and sincerity and to commemorate my life experiences. I can now express my ideas and opinions without fears or compromises.

 

Please, absolve my use of all languages. They are not real language, they are rather Europanto!

 

Please, don't write me about my mistakes. They amuse me! They are the right of expression without to study the structure of a language. Never grammar, only practice and pointing out of similarities and differences.

Therefore go toward the final destination: Europanto!