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		<title>Uploads from Wrinzo, tagged ritratti, with geodata</title>
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			<title>Ritratti</title>
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			<description>			&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/arinalia/&quot;&gt;Wrinzo&lt;/a&gt; posted a photo:&lt;/p&gt;
	
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Sulla barca prima della partenza. Avete prensente quel nervosismo che precede ogni viaggio?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Da &amp;quot;Cronache&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Di Arin Alia&lt;/p&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2012 01:54:28 -0700</pubDate>
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    <media:description type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Sulla barca prima della partenza. Avete prensente quel nervosismo che precede ogni viaggio?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Da &amp;quot;Cronache&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Di Arin Alia&lt;/p&gt;</media:description>
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			<title>Stranieri</title>
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			<description>			&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/arinalia/&quot;&gt;Wrinzo&lt;/a&gt; posted a photo:&lt;/p&gt;
	
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&lt;p&gt;Siamo capitati quasi per sbaglio in un piccolo villaggio, nato attorno ad una pompa di benzina in mezzo al deserto, tra il Mar Rosso ed il Nilo. &lt;br /&gt;
Un gruppo di bambini ci corre incontro, come attratti da oro. &lt;br /&gt;
Sono discreti, non chiedono nulla. In tanti lasciano ai bambini, quelli che per noi non sono che pochi spiccioli, facendo brillare i loro occhi di gioia. Io non ho nulla, regalo una bottiglia di succo ed un paio di panini ad una bellissima bambina coperta di meravigliosi teli rossi. Lei sorride e nel linguaggio universale degli occhi mi sussurra grazie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Strangers&lt;br /&gt;
Last day in Egypt, while we were going to the airport, we stopped in an isolated gas station in the middle of the desert between Red Sea and Nile. A bunch of kids were playing there, on the street. They saw and run after us, just to touch and see some strangers. Lots of us gave them some money, uno euro is nothing for us but a great present for them. I had no money to give tham except for a couple of sandwiches and a drink. I gave them to this little girl with red dresses. She thank me with the international languages called smile.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2011 10:00:55 -0700</pubDate>
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    <media:description type="html">&lt;p&gt;Siamo capitati quasi per sbaglio in un piccolo villaggio, nato attorno ad una pompa di benzina in mezzo al deserto, tra il Mar Rosso ed il Nilo. &lt;br /&gt;
Un gruppo di bambini ci corre incontro, come attratti da oro. &lt;br /&gt;
Sono discreti, non chiedono nulla. In tanti lasciano ai bambini, quelli che per noi non sono che pochi spiccioli, facendo brillare i loro occhi di gioia. Io non ho nulla, regalo una bottiglia di succo ed un paio di panini ad una bellissima bambina coperta di meravigliosi teli rossi. Lei sorride e nel linguaggio universale degli occhi mi sussurra grazie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Strangers&lt;br /&gt;
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