anti-fascism in elementary school I remember the 80s I remember the phone 
I remember the 80 's from the perspectives of the child, but I remember them. On Sunday evening, the drive that followed in the smurfs, while eating noodles ... The urban legend of the figures that contained drugs and shapes edged in purple. The John Travolta. Saturday Night Fever, Grease ... no, yes. The feeling that something bad would happen suddenly, at any time ... Not a war ... Not really ... Similar. My sister and I singing Spain that shoe on ... I love my chico When I realized it was not a feeling. For a while no outdoor play nor milk ... The gray sky, I thought that was the toxic cloud. Tattoos stickers with hearts, roses and thorns. Hair frizeè The advertising Rotowash ... Turn, turn, turn, choose ... And the interior ... with Mercatone majorette ... E-man, The Black Tulip, Wonderwoman ... And the man with the blue jacket of glittering ... A snowfall over-no school-no walk in the snow not to squander ... And then make the slush ... The Chronicles of games. Vialli to the insults and the initials The striker seemed to say that I give-a-do '... the player ... So that my father was AC Milan. I remember a little too much. Who knows when logorrhoea doubling ... Ah, yes nothing Double or nothing, but Lunch is served ... What we did not care to Clerici .... (I remember
Baju )
I remember the 80 's from the perspectives of the child, but I remember them. On Sunday evening, the drive that followed in the smurfs, while eating noodles ... The urban legend of the figures that contained drugs and shapes edged in purple. The John Travolta. Saturday Night Fever, Grease ... no, yes. The feeling that something bad would happen suddenly, at any time ... Not a war ... Not really ... Similar. My sister and I singing Spain that shoe on ... I love my chico When I realized it was not a feeling. For a while no outdoor play nor milk ... The gray sky, I thought that was the toxic cloud. Tattoos stickers with hearts, roses and thorns. Hair frizeè The advertising Rotowash ... Turn, turn, turn, choose ... And the interior ... with Mercatone majorette ... E-man, The Black Tulip, Wonderwoman ... And the man with the blue jacket of glittering ... A snowfall over-no school-no walk in the snow not to squander ... And then make the slush ... The Chronicles of games. Vialli to the insults and the initials The striker seemed to say that I give-a-do '... the player ... So that my father was AC Milan. I remember a little too much. Who knows when logorrhoea doubling ... Ah, yes nothing Double or nothing, but Lunch is served ... What we did not care to Clerici .... (I remember Baju ) 
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