Immortal
are racing days, days that I do not know how much I belong. Wake up early, jacket and tie. Studio, bailiff, stationery, hearings, justice of the peace. Coffee. Then in the studio. Lunch and coffee. Then again in the studio, until there is something to do. In the meantime, you pass the desire to do anything else. When sleep becomes your obsession, it means that maybe we should review something or at least try to get used quickly.
I did not even have time to. But I chose it, definitely.
Then I'll be a bit 'on the run because I have so many things to do, sometimes with a lot of desire, others without. But appearances do not deceive. Deep down, behind the stupid appearances, Pellacchia is always a pirate. And ever as now I realize that
Freedom is always a good booty
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