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Attention bloggers, look in the pockets. .. A long cold place

This could be a parlor game. Or a sociological investigation. Or a whore (sorry, escort). Yesterday morning I tried the phone between the twenty pockets of my jacket and started to empty. So I've accumulated on my desk, house keys, a black pen, staples, my trusty USB stick, stick to a postcard from a closet in the studio, a strange object that serves as a stress rather than to increase the strength of shaking hand. I looked at the objects (very metal, very black, the sea) and I said "But what a nice summary of what I have in my pocket ... like me ..." I finally found the cell and a photo shoot "Art" and posted on my blog. The throw them ... if someone wants to can do the same, send the photo to bartelboom@virgilio.it, I'll post everything on my blog. Perhaps they come out a portrait of "artistic" (true?) Of literary writers in these pages (without letters). Ad Maiora. Bartel