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I *enjoy* good food, and I already have my own favourite places like restaurants, pizza bars and the like.

Even in Bulgaria I found something, and it's not the food, the beer or anything that sits on the table; I was glad to find that beer of them, Kamenitza, but that place would still be pleasurable no matter what I can (or cannot) find there.

Still it's nice to find the stuff I was looking for...

Don Cafia

Can't help falling in love with the little icons on the can, can't either wait for the other flavours to be brought here in .ro; until then, I still in love with the old taste of ice coffe. And it's almost a given with me: any coffee is good, as long as it's cold.

Massive and irreparable damage

"It is impossible for a decerebrated individual to experience pain, pleasure, dream or thought."


One day you wake up just to find your unironed shirt, and the only thing that passes thru your mind is... Does really anything exist into your brain? Do you really know that person that you see first thing in the morning? At least you know that cat... but soon you have to leave it all behind. Go to work, go to work! ...says the voice in your head. And you don't have a snooze button for your mind.

Black or white

From an article about arts like music and photography:

„He'd say he couldn't "hear" music he didn't understand, and he'd listen till he got it. When somebody says something like "I hate abstract expressionism," or "I hate rap," they only mean they've never looked into it and it's still something apart and outside. People who understand, differentiate. They see the landscape of that genre, the ups and downs, the ins and outs. Until you start to get the subtleties, you haven't yet really started to see.”

How many times have you seen *me* in black and white? Sometimes the picture says more if it's coloured, but there you go: the finger-four, in a form as black and white as people use to think like.