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Philatelic

These days not talking about the stamp in unfashionable happy, to make matters worse the English that we are well on rogues (and this is now being asked Quevedo) and we are all making a little joke of the stamp:

- Good morning, I get a stamp for Lugo?
are € 0.40. Please.
-Here it is. Sorry
are € 2.20
-How? If I just said 0.40.
Yes, but the seals are revalued at a rate ...

one copy of the catalog of AFINSA.
You can see the upside potential.

Well, bad jokes aside, I want to express my solidarity with the group of patients and give advice. Going to sit idly by while starting a long and tedious legal process that can take decades to recover some of the lost?

No, friends. It's time to retake the reins of the investment and that is why with capital they have left I propose the following range of products, which they will recoup their losses by far:

1) Invest in housing , everyone knows that the houses will go up forever and those who say otherwise do so from the envy of seeing some because we are on our second boat.

But it is true that more and are revalued at least, so aside from buying the flats of less square feet of high-priced areas, ie galleys of 40 m ^ 2 per € 300,000 (which are the most are revalued and We both agree it will sell much more expensive), it is worth considering in homes that offer a plus, and so see how our bricks up the roof.

Yes, ladies and Gentlemen, I present the last sector where the business will make your life

THE Piramicasa

example, buy THIS MODEL that will cost just as € 2,397 in Spain, but be careful because we see that Germany is sold at € 4,550! See the business? I only say that at this time a fleet of trailers traveling to Germany, then when I'm next Onasis I cry.

Based on observation of the water molecule
(which is made up of molecules fijense water!)
and UFOs, the Piramicasa is a safe bet.

2) win at the casino, until now we had always heard the typical little phrase: "Always Win Banking." But that has changed now WIN THIS FOR EVERYONE I explain the method that none of the scholars of the Renaissance was able to discover (and look like they play.)

The trick is to bet the double when we lose, it's simple right?

For example € 1 bet on the roulette on red and black leaves, nothing happens! Rebet
now 2 € to red again (very important that is the same color, but the chances would be for the 48.64% instead of 48.64%) and suppose that we lost. Well we repeat the process
bet 4 € and this time we won, voilà! We won 1 €! Come

business? To expect to win?

Well, this is all very nice but it turns out that I have not a penny, I do Coronel? I want to be rich like you, please pity on me!

Quiet, boy! Yours has a solution, it is surely better to order a EASY CREDIT or better yet, JOIN your letters! If you pay € 600 on the floor, 300 € per car and 100 € Plasma on TV, why pay € 1,000 a month! If streamline your CREDITS you and pay you all!

With a little financial engineering, the stupid rules of arithmetic
pass background.

Thanks again Colonel, but I'm a chicken and all that has exposed me as a bit risky, I would recommend? Quiet

son, in this case is you always have the option to buy bricks that is a commodity and can store in your living room, keep in mind that the houses will go up which provided the raw material of the houses? Okay, I see that you understood ...

And even if you're an environmentalist, I advise no doubt THIS which are revalued by 7% per year (1% more than the stamps). Certainly by now still talk about it ... Imagine the millions who will earn their investors ...

Well, I hope that this will make at least a little richer, I am as much as you can see that I do not mind sharing my secrets with you ...

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Solidarity supporters Myths and Cryptic

Anyone can become a myth if the conditions are ideal. In this article talk about some of the examples of this type of people that become characters, and their followers and their usual difficulties in separating fiction and reality.

Tired of not being invited to birthday parties? Study how to be a myth!

Che Guevara

The history of the Argentine doctor is quite curious: compulsive reading the complete works of Marx , Hegel and Freud upset him (how could it be otherwise) and he became enlightened communism. After his death, his face became in grass-shirts, posters, stickers and keychains. It was already a myth, a hero who fought against oppression, died for freedom and thousands of issues of similar size, but rarely remember that he was responsible for hundreds of executions while he served as director of the prison's Cabin La Habana.

Hey wait, I have not finished to explain my vision of historical materialism!

Today is the favorite myth of the young men who take their side in a folder, dress a little to radical-squat and delivered to unexpected acts of masochism as reading the biography of Dolores Ibarruri . They are usually also one of the most comprehensive readers On Thursday, the publication as acidic, so sharp, so full of wit and criticism. No wonder: are real protesters who have not believed the speech system and fight for a fairer society. Bearers of political correctness, fertile growers speeches against globalization or on behalf of the Cuban revolution, are grouped to end up selling party newspapers in any alley, to call fascist police charge against them after enduring their insults and rotten eggs or to demonstrate against university laws fortunately never affect them, because they never stop for class.

Kurt Cobain was not the most important musician of his generation, but the most famous was in style, led the group Nirvana . Beyond this, history can be explained as an addict unable to take his fame and ended up sticking a shot. Little more, but it was a myth for an entire generation of young people who saw it as a lost in uncertainty, pressed for fame and his wife and ended in a romantic way with his life.

Kurt Cobain became the perfect excuse to vague thousands of high school could justify its determination to be blind and not to stick to water. For them it was an artist and identified with the depressing tone of his songs, especially when they were sad because they did not cost money to catch the weekend. Should be added that the scope of musical knowledge of his followers fanatics rarely went beyond the last two discs of Nirvana : maybe some more of Green Day and Metallica degaussing tape .

Yes, it's time for tripis! How that class? Kurt was not going to class!

It comes to my head a case illustrating this group mythomaniacs. He was a guy who was at my school and I met with a few years later. I said: " You know, man, I spent COU classes. I threw the years smoking dope and reading books by Bukowski and Kerouac, who had many more things to teach . " Later he explained that he had written a book hai-kus and that he had published himself. He tried to sell me a copy of seven euros.

Juan Jose Moreno Cuenca, "The Heifer"

Without doubt, this is the best character to be of the long distance between reality and fiction. Let's start with the fiction. Juan Jose Moreno Cuenca was subjected to an intense process of myth from an early age. The first culprit was José Antonio de la Loma with their movies (which, among others of the same gender, spoke Kaleidoscope Girl not long ago). In the saga Stray dogs, inspired by his life, showing him as a person greatly influenced by their environment, but innocent and heroic background, unjustly persecuted by law. From here, his name became legendary among the gitaneo and social sectors related with the marginal crime. Chicane , in his famous song "The Heifer", spoke of it in these terms:

"You are the Heifer , cheerful bandit
hand out because you earn money.
You are the heifer with good feelings. "

"messing with you etta er Vaquiya? do I put you?

However, we can approach his story from an objective point of view. They tend to heroin, not could be overcome, was deftly ignored in all his films and how much his character is seen smoking a joint. In this interesting article discharged comments in this regard: " The problem is that Heifer has no remedy because it is not legit, there are people with more serious crimes, murderers and rapists, you can deal with because they fulfill the agreement. It hits you the always. " Died of AIDS in 2003, among the clamor of the people given to gold chains and rings that adored him. And yet, no specific data to refute that his life was that of a junkie who stole again and again to get your dose. Erzsebet Bathory

Finally, and probably exhausted your patience, I will cite the case of the Hungarian countess who, between 1604 and 1610, tortured and killed some seven hundred young people in the dungeons of his castle. In this blog write an article about his life. Is not wasted reading some of the views of certain Internet about it:

¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡ honorable long life countess bathory !!!!!!!!!! (for Empusa, the name of a Greek god of hell).

I love this woman, i was crazy or n. A tmbn me I like the blood, but n to go to such extremes. Erzsebet Bathory live New Groove (for Cloi).

Bathory Que viva!, And will continue living up to its name no longer be remembered, but I do not think for q was a great woman (for the young Bathory).

Erzebet was a person worthy of being recognized because he had a clear conviction of what I wanted and kept it until the end that I find fascinating (by Miros).

Look man, I am a darkie out-and-out and I will explain what has meant the Countess Bathory in my life.

Ultimately, no matter where they come from fanaticism, all serve to demonstrate the power of myth and its undeniable power to turn the mediocre into heroic, brilliant lunatic, sadism in integrity.

Community Service In Confirmation

Besides a game of very high difficulty and gameplay heinous, "Dr. Livingstone, I Presume" is a historical statement. In 1866
of our Lord, David Livingstone, explorer, a medical doctor, missionary and subject of the crown of England was sent back to Zanzibar by the Royal Geographical Society with the task of fixing once and for all the exact location of the sources of the Nile again, Livingstone would be the only white man in the expedition.
But what looked to be a routine examination soon became a disaster, theft, desertion, disease, etc.

In this way, and after several years without news of Dr. Livingstone, the Royal Geographical Society and it gives up, secretly, for dead. However, and against popular sentiment, a young and fearless young reporter for a newspaper decided that this could not be so. Henry Morton Stanley, Welsh-born American, was I bid to Zanzibar by the New York Herald to find Dr. Livingstone "at all costs" . So when, after a tireless and dangerous search-Ujiji Stanley reached the village where the doctor was recovering from dysentery, fever and malnutrition that had endured during his African tour came to the U.S. jostling between the natives and spoke the words already quoted very famous.

Stanley's feat jumped to the front page of every newspaper

Speaking after his own newspaper, Stanley said that during his search had crossed only with a white man. "He was tall and had a look strange and disturbing indeed, spoke English with a strange accent that I could not identify, although many also wanted to cross words with me, I do remember that I said his name was Yemba " said the intrepid reporter.
For many years, these statements Stanley have meant a puzzle that no one managed to resolve Who was this strange white man and what he was doing alone in the heart of Africa at that time? Many scholars and historians have tried to give the correct answer, some have said that it was Henri de Malavent, a scientist at the French Geographical Society, Britain's bitter rival, while others have opted for it was Klaus Van Der Maas famous mercenary adventurer hired Belgian-Flemish ... but no one had succeeded in giving a satisfactory answer until now. We can now say without any doubt, thanks to studies and research professor Mario López Martínez, University of Granada , that this strange man who crossed into the path of Stanley was the Uruguayan cryptozoologist Latre Hugo Montero.

According the English Society of Cryptozoology, this book really exist

But who was really Hugo Montero Latre? In the English Society of Cryptozoology vaguísimas only have references to his work, unproductive and rather poor, the other a part, and you lose the track very soon. A second cryptozoologist ultimately.

According to Professor Lopez, Hugo Montero Latre was not the real name of the individual to whom he passed Stanley, but his name was Isidore Lucien Ducasse, better known as the Count of Lautréamont , more cryptic writer of his generation , died in Paris under mysterious circumstances a year before the occurrence of the brief encounter narrated by Stanley. How is sustained, the theory of Professor Lee, if Lautréamont Count was dead? According to Professor Mario Lopez, Isidore Lucien Ducasse did not die in 1870 as we all believe, but decided to leave his literary work and plan to fake his death, later, when everyone was convinced that his body lay in underground Parisian recluse emigrate into the bowels of Africa, to Zanzibar, with the sole objective of finding what he was haunted, which had permeated from beginning to end his brief and unhealthy work, Songs of Maldoror : Lautréamont sought POETRY OF EVIL , the beauty of the dark sadistic and ultimately, the cruelty of nature, which only can be found on the African continent, oblivious to the ethnocentric and enlightened thought that dominated Europe in those years.

preserved picture of Count One of Lautreamont

No wonder, then, that Lautréamont chosen for his new life in Africa invisible profession cryptozoologist says Professor Lopez, because it is a work that deals with the weirdness, the occult, looking for animals that exist only in our nightmares, monsters and mythological legends forage species, much like the Conde.
According to Professor Lee, this fragment of the Chants de Maldoror that justifies reproduced below, along with other evidence presented in his website, his theory of the false death and new life of self-styled African Conde

"May it please heaven that the reader, emboldened and momentarily fierce as what he reads, disoriented found without its abrupt and savage path through the desolate swamps of these dark pages full of poison.
(...)
I dreamed I had entered the body of a pig, which was hard for me not to leave, and that muddied my sows more muddy swamps. Was it as a reward? Object of my wishes: no more belonged to mankind! So I played, rather than experiencing a deep joy. However, actively fumbled what act of virtue had done to deserve the hand of providence this distinguished favor. Who knows more intimate needs, or the cause of his cherished pestilential? The metamorphosis did not seem ever to my eyes, but as the great impact of high and perfect happiness that had been waiting a long time. Finally the day had come that I would become a pig! Rehearsing my teeth on the bark of trees, my nose, watched with delight. There was in me the smallest particle divinity: I learned to raise my soul to the excessive height of the ineffable pleasure. (...)

There are times in life when the man throws lousy hair, eyes fixed to the membranes wild eyes green space, since you seem to hear in front of him, the ironic fantasy of a piggy bank. The shakes his head and low, has heard the voice of conscience. Then rush out the house with a crazy speed, making the first address offered to his surprise, and devours the rugged plains of the countryside. But the yellow ghost not lose sight and pursues him with similar speed. Sometimes, on stormy nights, when legions of winged octopi, which by far seem crows hover above the clouds, turning with firm bogadas to the cities of humans, with a mission to warn that they should change behavior, the beach is dark eye pass, one after another, two people with the clarity of lightning, and , wiping away a furtive tear of compassion that slides out from its eyelid cream, exclaims: 'Verily, it deserves no more than an act of justice.
Having said this, he regains his sullen attitude, and still observed, with a nervous trembling, a man hunting, and large lips of the vagina of darkness, from which emerge constantly, like a river, huge dark sperm taking momentum into the ether gloomy hiding in the vast array of bat wings, the whole of nature, and the legions of octopuses that have become morose at the sight of these flares deaf and inexpressible. "

Judge for yourself, Professor Lopez is very clear.