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ace literature.

So it was a pleasure for me to find at the recent Book Fair Assumption (and an incredible offer price) a fascinating story about one of the most unique episodes of the Cold War: the match of the century, or the chess match between world champion Boris Spassky the Soviet and the aspirant to the crown, the American Robert J. Fischer, better known as "Bobby."



few know for sure now that meeting, except for chess fans. Besides the memory of the Cold War is now one among many arguments & am

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I'm back. I finally made it out of my tight creative, but still I hold a very strong flow, at least now I have a steady stream. Always with a little attention to the things you can find something to give a push, an idea ...

I loved this theme since the first time I saw your video on youtube background of "Transformers 2" (the movie itself does not attract me at all, but the input has a good soundtrack).

I've always liked Linkin Park, and I'm sure there's someone in my list of friends who agree with me vehemently on this point. I even like his much criticized last album, Minutes to Midnight. Is cI almost know the lyrics by heart without having read it (yes, I am learning English). So, once again, I leave the video and lyrics.



I Remembered black skies, the lightning all around me I Remembered
Each flash Began to blur as time Like a startling sign
That fate Had I finally found your voice WAS And all I Heard That I Get What I Deserve

So give me reason to Prove me wrong, this memory to wash clean Let the floods
cross the distance in your eyes
Give me reason to fill this hole, connect the Space Between
Let it be enough to Reach the Truth That Lies across

this new divide in sight There Was Nothing But memories left abandoned
There was nowhere to hide, the ashes fell like snow
And the ground caved in between where we were standing
And your voice was all I heard that I get what I deserve

So give me reason to prove me wrong, to wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes across this new divide

In every loss, in every lie, in every truth that you'd deny
And each regret and each goodbye was a mistake too great to hide
And your voice was all I heard that I get what I deserve

So give me reason to prove me wrong, to wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes
Give me reason to fill this hole, connect the space between
Let it be enough to Reach the Truth That Lies across this new divide
Across this new divide, across this new divide

you soon my beautiful people ... Do not forget to leave me feedback, help the inspiration as well;)

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ation of the characters, some backstage and humorous scenes that are worth seeing while you wait.

Here, for example, the English trailer latino (hear the original voices is always better, but the subtitled version has disabled the embed code.)

Transcript (if needed): Russell





: [ pets Dug
] Hey, I like dogs! Carl Fredricksen

: [calling out ] We Have Your dog! Russell
: [ Dug Russell walks around ] Whoa.
Carl Fredricksen : I Wonder Who I Belongs to? Russell
: Sit boy. [Dug Sits ]
Russell: Hey look, he's Trainer! Shake.
[ Dug His paw shakes ]
Russell: Uh-huh. Speak. Dug

: Hi there.
Russell, Carl Fredricksen : [surprised exclamations
] Carl Fredricksen : Did That dog just say "Hi there"? Dug
: Oh yes. Caell
: Cool! What do These do, boy? [ Russell starts to fiddle with a dial on Dug's collar ]
Dug : [
cycling-through languages and Different Voice ] Hey Would you - [ English ]
Dug
: - I use That necklace - [Japanese ]
Dug - to talk with - I Would be happy if you stop. Carl Fredricksen

: Russel, Do not Touch That. It Could Be ... radioactive or Something. Dug
: I am a great tracker. My pack sat me on a special mission, all by myself. Have you seena bird? I am going to find one, and I am on the scent. I am a great tracker, did I mention that? [Dug is Suddenly Attacked by Kevin, Who shrieks in Dug's face after pinning him to the ground ]
Dug: Hey, That is a bird! I have never seen one up close, But this is a bird. May I take your bird back to camp as my prisoner? Carl Fredricksen
: Yes, yes, take it! And on the way, learn how to bark like a real dog! Dug

: I can bark. [ Barks ]
Dug: And this is howling.
[ howls ]
Dug: [Kevin
screeches ]
Russell: Can we keep him? Please, please, please? [ Carl says "No." ]
Carl Fredricksen : No.

Russell: But it's a TALKING DOG! until July then. If you come to see it first, do not hesitate to comment on their impressions. See you soon.