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At the port there is always a strong smell of oil and salt. Water a bit 'sluggish. It's not stink, you can not define this if you consider the port as a home. One of the many. Watch the boats dancing calm, the fishermen on sediolina folding bucket beside the seagulls flying in circles and are placed high on the crane. Far away, the horizon is blue and you wonder what there is: what lands, what experience, at this moment, you're losing. not worth arguing with people. Useless to try to make them understand your point of view if they do not know how to listen. Dialogue is nice when it is constructive. All other times it's just a waste of time. People do not like me, then, that I care what you want, basically.
shift their attention away from himself too much affects the center of gravity, and then on ' balance. Then you need to jettison much weight as possible and keep only the essentials.
regain control.
seafarers. Head and hard rind.

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"That was always the Mediterranean, it was enough to give a little 'of attention to the faint memory recall: oil and red wine, Islam and the Talmud, crosses, cypress pine, tombs, churches, crimson sunsets as blood, white sails in the distance, stones worked by men and time, that particular hour of noon when the quiet and the silence was broken only by the chirping of cicadas, night in the light of a bonfire piled with wood adrift, while the moon slowly rose above a sea islands without water. It also skewers of sardines, bay leaves and olives, watermelon peels floating on the gentle sway vespertino quiet of the beach, the sound of pebbles in the surf in the morning, boats are painted with blue, white and red, launched on beaches with mills in ruins and olive gray , gilded grapes on trellises. And the shelter of their own shadow, her eyes lost in the intense stretching to the east, the sea looked real estate men, sunburned and bearded heroes knew of shipwrecks in bays designated by cruel gods, fake statues mutilated asleep, with open eyes, a silence of centuries. "


Arturo Perez-Reverte Pontina on at sunset, Latin night on a vintage black beetle in the direction of the Sea. The games in the evening, laughter, hundreds of photographs, tobacco & beer. The early morning breakfast at the bar with you. Sweatshirts and shorts. Themselves to be absolutely free and brilliant, who knows how many miles from home in the midst of "unknown" you always seem to know.
So the sailor's bag is filled with other memories, other experiences and good wind to breathe out when the air is still.
Arremba life as a pirate . With proper light, ironically, with a smile. Balancing the melancholy, without ever flunk a challenge or a proposal. Close leggermente gli occhi e affidarsi all'istinto, al proprio equilibrio. Trovare più di quanto si cercava, mai per caso ma

sempre per scelta . Schiena dritta, al timone sul ponte.

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The white foam against the gray rocks and the expanse of the harbor swept by a gentle breeze. The bow of the canoe cuts through the waves, the size, the cross as certain memories through our thoughts. But in an instant and everything passes quickly, as my constant paddling. Right, left, breathe, keep a steady rhythm. Gait. The struggle continues against the instability of the half, the vastness of the Sea, the insolence of the waves. The sun and salt on your skin so you "peel the sailor." Concentrate, every muscle called to order, stretched his legs, his arms outstretched. The speed increases as the beating of the heart. Burn the city under the setting sun, burning bright colors and alive as my love for this sea and land.
'I ground. The sport we
slams face in the struggle of every day, that of life. If you hesitate, you fall into the water. If you're afraid to try, never reach the open sea to enjoy the colors and unique sensations. The only battles lost are those that choose not to fight. No such failure is never absolute and the same applies to the victories. why you should never stop, except to take the right momentum and the wave better. Will and perseverance, such as hardened steel. The future belongs to those who dare to conquer.
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Challenge. And if it is hard not to like it].


Photo: Sunset at Catania from the quay, taken by the Captain.