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L'America ci ha conquistati.

Tributo ad una grandiosa esperienza di studio negli Stati Uniti.

America has conquered us.

Tribute to a great studying experinece in the U.S.A.

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Collecting is a widespread hobby. Each person probably collected somthing at least once in their own life.
Since photograpchy has become digital is much easier and cheaper for everyone collect moment of life. A few years ago mobile devices started to have a camera feature that got better and better until it reached a pretty satisfying quality. Nowadays I assume everyone use his/her mobile phone to collect moments of his/her own life.
It's a great thing! Think about the opportunity you have now and you hadn't a while ago.
But...
...isn't it going a little too far?
I know you've read this kind of sermon dozens of times but this photo make me thinking about the emotions, the feelings, the excitement, the eagerness of what collecting meant 30 years ago. No eBay. No Amazon. No Google. No Instagram. No facebook. No twitter. No mobile phones.
When you found something you were looking for you got surprised, you suddenly opened your eyes, you may pucker your lips to stifle a smile (maybe the salesman gave you a particular coin without understanding its potential and you don't want to reveal it!), you had a new piece of your collection without any shortcut.

I have a comparison that you lived almost ten years ago (if you dwelled in the UE: the Euro were introduced with different representations on coins for each country; when the first foreign coins started spreading in your country you may set apart them because you were intrigued and beacuse it was something new; probably you stopped collecting foreign Euros a few months later but for a while I'm sure you checked the change in the hope to fine a missing coin in your collections! Isn't it?
To conclude, it's ok collecting your life but trynot to be sucked into the vortex of media sharing or the media way of making it easier. Take your time and live the everyday emotion with no hurry at all!

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Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way;
Bells on bob-tail ring,
Making spirits bright,
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way!
O what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh

A day or two ago,
I thought I'd take a ride,
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean and lank;
Misfortune seemed his lot;
He got into a drifted bank,
And we, we got upsot.
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells,
Jingle all the way!
What fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh.

A day or two ago,
The story I must tell
I went out on the snow
And on my back I fell;
A gent was riding by
In a one-horse open sleigh,
He laughed as there
I sprawling lie,
But quickly drove away.
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells,
Jingle all the way!
What fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh.

Now the ground is white
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song;
Just get a bob-tailed bay
Two-forty as his speed
Hitch him to an open sleigh
And crack! you'll take the lead.
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells,
Jingle all the way!
What fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh.

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Romantic dinner

Note: If you want to add some more funny time in your ordinary Monday try reading the following with a warm and slow Aristocat-like voice :)

Venice. Night. Soft light. Soft Shadows. The lapping of the water, moved by the rowing. The purr of my lady. She's hugging me. She's so fragrant. There's no sound but comfortable one: a father makes his sons laughing; a mother lites the stove; a dog wanders, step by, step, with no hurry at all, with no sadness at all, and his tail crawls, softly, on the cobbled alley. Venice. Night. Soft light. Soft wind. Warm wind. Warm body of my lady, next to me. Warm and soft feelings. Thank you Moon. Good night, Venice.

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Cool New Yorkers in Cool New York. (Please read the P.s!)

"The ability of the genius is to squeeze difficult things into something damned easy." My coach used to overwhelm our trainings with this statement-axiom.
I've always agreed with him and when I read Castles of Anger (by Alessandro Baricco) a brilliant sentence made me thinking about my coach's:
"That guy can see when the life is lived stronger then usual." It means that you can do the ordinary in an extraordinary way: you close doors dozen of times a day, if you're late you may slam the door due to time lack, if you're angry you may slam again the door but in a different way: gestures and feelings shout stories about you. Baricco squeezed an enormous concept into a very very few words. Genius.

I needed this introduction because the picture recall in my mind Baricco's sentence. Those two guy are living a stronger then usual moment: the one on the right is going to punch the hands each other to strengthen his words; the one on the left has something of the cool style everyone imagine to find walking through the streets of NYC. All this framed by a late evening Guggenheim Museum. I FEEL it's one of those moments.

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P.S. I enter the EOS Adventure Canon's contest with this image: If you like it please follow this link (bit.ly/tf5mms) and click on "give it a thumb up"