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Un blog di continui close-up sulla mia vita.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/06/enjoy_07.html' title='enjoy'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-8033474752208013315</id><published>2007-06-06T18:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T18:12:14.170+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Voglia di condividere qualcosa con qualcuno.&lt;br /&gt;Forse la casa, forse un amore.&lt;br /&gt;Vedremo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-8033474752208013315?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-4734159951049984105</id><published>2007-06-01T12:50:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T13:00:21.673+03:00</updated><title type='text'>enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PqYMs9l4zL0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PqYMs9l4zL0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-4734159951049984105?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-6482737257926644994</id><published>2007-05-28T12:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T12:30:09.635+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Lunedì mattina. Arrivo in ufficio e la prima cosa che faccio è litigare con il mio Art. Bella lì.&lt;br /&gt;In ogni caso, we piacevole. Senza malizia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-6482737257926644994?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/6482737257926644994/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=6482737257926644994' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/6482737257926644994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/6482737257926644994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/05/pensieri_28.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-5329431769474501423</id><published>2007-05-25T12:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T12:11:21.398+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Prendersi insulti non è mai bello. Ma se lo fa una persona a cui tieni è ancora peggio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-5329431769474501423?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/5329431769474501423/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=5329431769474501423' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5329431769474501423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5329431769474501423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/05/pensieri_25.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-6226457849291513727</id><published>2007-05-24T19:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T19:25:07.279+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Tornando da un set.&lt;br /&gt;Si scopre che esistono ancora persone che amano il loro lavoro senza esserne assorbite completamente. Persone con cui è piacevole parlare. E che magari sono anche dei professionisti della madonna.&lt;br /&gt;Giornata interessante, sotto tutti i punti di vista.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-6226457849291513727?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/6226457849291513727/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=6226457849291513727' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/6226457849291513727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/6226457849291513727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/05/pensieri_24.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-6557360584442155353</id><published>2007-05-22T11:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:42:36.266+03:00</updated><title type='text'>i 3 migliori libri</title><content type='html'>I 3 migliori libri che ho letto negli ultimi 30 gg:&lt;br /&gt;- Pulp di Bukowsky&lt;br /&gt;- Bad chili di Lansdale&lt;br /&gt;- La banda dei brocchi di Coe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-6557360584442155353?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/6557360584442155353/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=6557360584442155353' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/6557360584442155353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/6557360584442155353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-3-migliori-libri.html' title='i 3 migliori libri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-1388451061637754851</id><published>2007-05-22T11:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:35:14.651+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>I legali delle aziende.&lt;br /&gt;Vi spiego come funziona il lavoro di un copywriter: io scrivo una headline (il titolo), un payoff (la chiusura) oppure lo speaker (il testo che viene recitato da una voce fuori campo negli spot). &lt;br /&gt;Lo presento al mio capo (il direttore creativo) che di solito lo modifica un pelo. &lt;br /&gt;Poi passa nelle mani degli account che di solito lo modificano un pelo.&lt;br /&gt;Poi gli account lo presentano al cliente che di solito lo modifica un pelo.&lt;br /&gt;Alla fine, il testo arriva sul tavolo di un legale dell'azienda. Che lo stravolge.&lt;br /&gt;Il legale ha studiato legge. Lo dico senza malizia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-1388451061637754851?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/1388451061637754851/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=1388451061637754851' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1388451061637754851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1388451061637754851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/05/pensieri_1288.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-2602490852132565830</id><published>2007-05-22T11:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:29:03.260+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>L'altalena delle emozioni.&lt;br /&gt;Come al solito dopo aver toccato terra si risale. A volte basta poco: una serata con un po' di amici, un bicchiere di vino, due sorrisi senza malizia..e magari una casa nuova! Stasera vado a firmare il nuovo contratto di affitto. Finalmente lascio quella che è stata definita la "stamberga". Un monolocale malridotto in Isola. Non che la casa nuova sia molto più grande in realtà... però è molto più bella! Ed è in Marghera (zona fighissima a Milano).&lt;br /&gt;Bene, ora mi basta solo dimenticare una donna di cui sono follemente innamorato, ottenere l'aumento tanto sperato e, magari, scendere dall'altalena per un paio di mesi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-2602490852132565830?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/2602490852132565830/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=2602490852132565830' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/2602490852132565830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/2602490852132565830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/05/pensieri_22.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-6412558263552741954</id><published>2007-05-18T13:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T13:19:54.658+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>E' un po' che non scrivo. Ho avuto molto da fare.&lt;br /&gt;Il post di oggi sarà diverso. Perché oggi sono diverso anche io.&lt;br /&gt;Mi sono rotto di appassionarmi alle cose-persone che amo con tutto me stesso. Mi sono rotto di rimanerci male. Mi sono rotto di ottenere risultati sempre e solo parziali. Mi sono rotto di fare questa vita da pazzi, sempre diviso tra l'agenzia e le braccia di una qualche ragazza che non ha alcun significato per me. Mi sono rotto di innamorarmi delle donne sbagliate. E mi sono rotto di andarmi sempre a ficcare in situazioni in cui l'unico a starci male alla fine sono sempre io. &lt;br /&gt;Nella vita è necessario avere molti filtri. Anche se poi magari ti impediscono di provare sensazioni forti come quelle che prova chi - come me - non ne ha nessuno di filtro. Il punto è proprio questo: ho voglia di equilibrio, di un po' di stabilità. Ho voglia di crescere e ho voglia di cambiare. Essere Peter Pan per tutta la vita, oltre a non essere divertente, non è proprio sostenibile cazzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Più che carezze, vuole certezze. Il mondo vuole chissà chissà.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-6412558263552741954?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/6412558263552741954/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=6412558263552741954' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/6412558263552741954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/6412558263552741954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/05/pensieri.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-68319474668203769</id><published>2007-04-24T18:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T18:18:06.345+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Certe volte sei felice senza motivo. Ma quando hai un motivo, è anche meglio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-68319474668203769?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/68319474668203769/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=68319474668203769' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/68319474668203769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/68319474668203769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_24.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-3410456273231714230</id><published>2007-04-24T10:40:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T10:40:41.295+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>I ruoli sono più forti delle persone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-3410456273231714230?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/3410456273231714230/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=3410456273231714230' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3410456273231714230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3410456273231714230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_24.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-1853155374884694667</id><published>2007-04-23T17:10:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T18:19:12.093+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>La differenza tra un mac e un pc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immagina di uscire con una ragazza bruttina e trasandata. E poi immagina di uscire con una donna bellissima.&lt;br /&gt;Immagina di portartele entrambe a letto. &lt;br /&gt;Probabilmente avranno grosso modo le stesse funzionalità. Però con quella bellissima, è diverso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-1853155374884694667?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/1853155374884694667/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=1853155374884694667' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1853155374884694667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1853155374884694667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_23.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-3438149670462635493</id><published>2007-04-23T17:10:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T17:10:38.072+03:00</updated><title type='text'>mi hanno detto</title><content type='html'>Tu parli come la pubblicità.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-3438149670462635493?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/3438149670462635493/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=3438149670462635493' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3438149670462635493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3438149670462635493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/mi-hanno-detto_23.html' title='mi hanno detto'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-8372823555257032691</id><published>2007-04-18T13:25:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T13:25:29.941+03:00</updated><title type='text'>mi hanno detto</title><content type='html'>Parla 10 volte prima di pensare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-8372823555257032691?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/8372823555257032691/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=8372823555257032691' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8372823555257032691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8372823555257032691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/mi-hanno-detto_2233.html' title='mi hanno detto'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-5839383915471222598</id><published>2007-04-18T12:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T12:51:06.293+03:00</updated><title type='text'>mi hanno detto</title><content type='html'>"Si, ho trovato quello che cercavo. In bocca al lupo per tutto."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-5839383915471222598?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/5839383915471222598/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=5839383915471222598' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5839383915471222598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5839383915471222598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/mi-hanno-detto_18.html' title='mi hanno detto'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-199159775349857698</id><published>2007-04-18T12:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T12:31:38.577+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Ci sono giorni in cui sembra che tutto il mondo remi contro di te.&lt;br /&gt;Invece sei tu che hai sbagliato direzione.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-199159775349857698?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/199159775349857698/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=199159775349857698' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/199159775349857698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/199159775349857698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_827.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-492074395590283035</id><published>2007-04-18T12:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T12:28:48.521+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>A volte una perla pensa di essere solamente un granello di sabbia. E' per questo che è diventata una perla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-492074395590283035?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/492074395590283035/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=492074395590283035' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/492074395590283035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/492074395590283035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_18.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-996258163570588425</id><published>2007-04-17T10:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T10:54:07.174+03:00</updated><title type='text'>mi hanno detto</title><content type='html'>"Io mi innamoro di come un uomo mi fa vedere me stessa."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-996258163570588425?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/996258163570588425/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=996258163570588425' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/996258163570588425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/996258163570588425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/mi-hanno-detto_17.html' title='mi hanno detto'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-3683110623682727508</id><published>2007-04-16T19:24:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:24:54.522+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>La vita non sempre è difficile. A volte è impossibile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Mai postare il lunedì! Me ne ricorderò.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-3683110623682727508?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/3683110623682727508/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=3683110623682727508' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3683110623682727508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3683110623682727508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_381.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-8699964884325165228</id><published>2007-04-16T15:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T15:32:02.691+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>I camerieri sono come le donne. Appena dici che vuoi cambiare, fanno come volevi tu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-8699964884325165228?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/8699964884325165228/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=8699964884325165228' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8699964884325165228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8699964884325165228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_16.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-8321543562650012425</id><published>2007-04-15T23:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T23:09:50.724+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri (vecchi 10 anni)</title><content type='html'>"Da grande cosa farò? Sarò felice?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sono le stesse domande che mi faccio ancora oggi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-8321543562650012425?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/8321543562650012425/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=8321543562650012425' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8321543562650012425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8321543562650012425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri-vecchi-10-anni.html' title='pensieri (vecchi 10 anni)'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-1767517158213169264</id><published>2007-04-15T22:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T23:02:30.891+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>If 6 was 9.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-1767517158213169264?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/1767517158213169264/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=1767517158213169264' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1767517158213169264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1767517158213169264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_8410.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-2986737567094905910</id><published>2007-04-15T20:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T23:07:27.558+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri (vecchi 10 anni)</title><content type='html'>Quando guardi un leone negli occhi, scopri che la paura esiste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Bello leggere il diario di 10 anni fa. Scopri delle cose di te che non avresti mai immaginato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. La frase non è una metafora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-2986737567094905910?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/2986737567094905910/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=2986737567094905910' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/2986737567094905910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/2986737567094905910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/who-cares.html' title='pensieri (vecchi 10 anni)'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-1022764198334312105</id><published>2007-04-15T20:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T20:52:51.129+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>Non sei ko fino a che il tuo culo non tocca terra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-1022764198334312105?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/1022764198334312105/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=1022764198334312105' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1022764198334312105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1022764198334312105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_1459.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-3978059772428160131</id><published>2007-04-15T14:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:36:35.564+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Per arrivare più in fretta all'obiettivo, è assolutamente necessario che quello non sia l'unico obiettivo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-3978059772428160131?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/3978059772428160131/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=3978059772428160131' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3978059772428160131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3978059772428160131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_7591.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-1712320227134639100</id><published>2007-04-15T14:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:28:32.841+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>Pensare è una malattia mentale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-1712320227134639100?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/1712320227134639100/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=1712320227134639100' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1712320227134639100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1712320227134639100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_3358.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-7509459997376356306</id><published>2007-04-15T14:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:27:10.368+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>A 360 gradi. Unisciti a noi. Scopri come. Vuoi essere anche tu. Che ne dici di. Maxi. Mega. Super. Doppio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ci sono espressioni molto comode da usare. Ma, quando le usi, stai scrivendo una cazzata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-7509459997376356306?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/7509459997376356306/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=7509459997376356306' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7509459997376356306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7509459997376356306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_8520.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-4303156267564515204</id><published>2007-04-15T14:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:22:39.072+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Quando rivedi un vecchio amico, sei davanti ad uno specchio. L'immagine però è sfalsata di qualche anno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-4303156267564515204?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/4303156267564515204/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=4303156267564515204' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/4303156267564515204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/4303156267564515204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_8789.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-5782989013454831143</id><published>2007-04-15T14:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:21:28.983+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Gli amici.&lt;br /&gt;Ci sono amici che vanno e che vengono. Di solito sono i più simpatici.&lt;br /&gt;Ma ci sono quelli che restano. Sopportarli a volte è difficile. Sono la tua coscienza. Che uomo saresti senza una coscienza?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-5782989013454831143?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/5782989013454831143/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=5782989013454831143' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5782989013454831143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5782989013454831143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_5722.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-7554217027380698608</id><published>2007-04-15T14:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:19:40.349+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Secondo me innamorarsi non è un riflesso incondizionato. E' un atto volontario.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-7554217027380698608?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/7554217027380698608/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=7554217027380698608' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7554217027380698608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7554217027380698608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_6218.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-7037235943713155028</id><published>2007-04-15T14:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:18:07.015+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>A volte le parole non servono. Ma ci vuole tantissimo coraggio per non usarle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-7037235943713155028?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/7037235943713155028/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=7037235943713155028' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7037235943713155028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7037235943713155028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_2253.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-4914186268128810377</id><published>2007-04-15T14:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:32:09.101+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>La fotografia è onnipotenza. Quando schiacci quel pulsante, sei Dio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-4914186268128810377?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/4914186268128810377/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=4914186268128810377' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/4914186268128810377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/4914186268128810377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_8326.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-3525609536298023815</id><published>2007-04-15T14:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:14:38.598+03:00</updated><title type='text'>mi hanno detto</title><content type='html'>"La pubblicità è un pollaio. Emanuele, stai attento a non pestare la merda del gallo."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-3525609536298023815?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/3525609536298023815/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=3525609536298023815' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3525609536298023815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3525609536298023815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/mi-hanno-detto_6966.html' title='mi hanno detto'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-743382840299571666</id><published>2007-04-15T14:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:12:26.925+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Ma camminare può essere definita un'attività zen?&lt;br /&gt;Forse dipende da come cammini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-743382840299571666?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/743382840299571666/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=743382840299571666' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/743382840299571666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/743382840299571666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_8168.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-3221310932675078397</id><published>2007-04-15T14:08:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:08:57.158+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>Ho iniziato a scrivere per avere qualcosa di cui parlare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-3221310932675078397?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/3221310932675078397/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=3221310932675078397' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3221310932675078397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3221310932675078397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_15.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-9161056491671915745</id><published>2007-04-15T14:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:08:13.569+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Perché abbiamo bisogno di essere amati? &lt;br /&gt;Ogni rappresentazione - anche la più bella - senza spettatori è un fiasco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-9161056491671915745?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/9161056491671915745/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=9161056491671915745' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/9161056491671915745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/9161056491671915745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_1087.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-2011451207003083609</id><published>2007-04-15T14:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:06:19.205+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Lavorare di domenica è come andare al mare il lunedì. Certo non trovi traffico, ma ci sono buone probabilità che tu sia solo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-2011451207003083609?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/2011451207003083609/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=2011451207003083609' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/2011451207003083609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/2011451207003083609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_6537.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-1278282464388583861</id><published>2007-04-15T14:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:04:24.012+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Che tu te ne renda conto oppure no, lavorare di domenica crea una lista ordinata delle priorità che hai nella vita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Oggi è domenica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-1278282464388583861?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/1278282464388583861/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=1278282464388583861' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1278282464388583861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1278282464388583861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_15.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-3525129983460025435</id><published>2007-04-15T14:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:02:22.671+03:00</updated><title type='text'>mi hanno detto</title><content type='html'>"La maggior parte delle persone che incontro sono numeri. Tu sei una lettera. E' molto bello. Ma non prenderlo come un complimento."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-3525129983460025435?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/3525129983460025435/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=3525129983460025435' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3525129983460025435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3525129983460025435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/mi-hanno-detto_15.html' title='mi hanno detto'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-7725334976247310489</id><published>2007-04-14T17:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T18:00:38.791+03:00</updated><title type='text'>mi hanno detto</title><content type='html'>"Ogni incontro ha un senso. Quello del nostro incontro magari lo capirai tra molti anni. Ma prima o poi lo capirai."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-7725334976247310489?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/7725334976247310489/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=7725334976247310489' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7725334976247310489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7725334976247310489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/mi-hanno-detto_9208.html' title='mi hanno detto'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-2002479025895880361</id><published>2007-04-14T17:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:56:09.350+03:00</updated><title type='text'>mi hanno detto</title><content type='html'>"Sei pieno d'entusiasmo. Anzi ne hai troppo."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-2002479025895880361?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/2002479025895880361/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=2002479025895880361' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/2002479025895880361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/2002479025895880361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/mi-hanno-detto_5731.html' title='mi hanno detto'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-5918797466323866218</id><published>2007-04-14T17:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:55:09.936+03:00</updated><title type='text'>mi hanno detto</title><content type='html'>"Quando mi parli, vedo le cose di cui parli."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-5918797466323866218?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/5918797466323866218/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=5918797466323866218' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5918797466323866218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5918797466323866218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/mi-hanno-detto_14.html' title='mi hanno detto'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-8285821775837060152</id><published>2007-04-14T17:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:53:32.517+03:00</updated><title type='text'>mi hanno detto</title><content type='html'>"Ultreia. Perché non può essere che questo l'augurio che ti faccio. Alla fine del cammino, inizia la strada."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-8285821775837060152?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/8285821775837060152/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=8285821775837060152' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8285821775837060152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8285821775837060152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/mi-hanno-detto.html' title='mi hanno detto'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-991021381955199207</id><published>2007-04-14T17:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:50:05.176+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Per affrontare le tue paure, scappa il più lontano possibile da loro. Laggiù le troverai ad attenderti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-991021381955199207?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/991021381955199207/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=991021381955199207' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/991021381955199207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/991021381955199207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_873.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-8140205585997808347</id><published>2007-04-14T17:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:48:44.553+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Chi ha successo, è un fallito che non si è arreso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-8140205585997808347?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/8140205585997808347/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=8140205585997808347' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8140205585997808347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8140205585997808347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_6998.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-1638724109724673195</id><published>2007-04-14T17:44:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:47:16.558+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>In un'agenzia distinguere un senior da un junior è molto semplice: il junior fa una battuta e tutti lo guardano come se fosse un pazzo. Un senior fa una battuta e tutti ridono come pazzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-1638724109724673195?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/1638724109724673195/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=1638724109724673195' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1638724109724673195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1638724109724673195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_1238.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-4888673511609543808</id><published>2007-04-14T17:44:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:44:45.494+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Fare l'account executive è tremendamente difficile. Devi sorridere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-4888673511609543808?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/4888673511609543808/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=4888673511609543808' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/4888673511609543808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/4888673511609543808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_3885.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-3955761868676377113</id><published>2007-04-14T17:40:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:44:06.312+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>In un'agenzia di pubblicità nessuno fa il lavoro che dovrebbe fare.&lt;br /&gt;Lo stagista fa il lavoro del copy junior. Il copy junior fa il lavoro del senior. Il senior fa il lavoro del direttore creativo. Il direttore creativo quello dell'amministratore delegato. L'ad non lavora: controlla che il meccanismo funzioni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-3955761868676377113?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/3955761868676377113/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=3955761868676377113' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3955761868676377113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/3955761868676377113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_2460.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-57599944389893094</id><published>2007-04-14T17:40:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:40:48.197+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>Saprai che non t'amo e che t'amo&lt;br /&gt;perché la vita è in due maniere,&lt;br /&gt;la parola è un'ala del silenzio,&lt;br /&gt;il fuoco ha una metà di freddo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-57599944389893094?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/57599944389893094/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=57599944389893094' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/57599944389893094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/57599944389893094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_6114.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-794899265538612243</id><published>2007-04-14T17:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:35:46.378+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Alcuni scrivono per vivere, altri vivono per scrivere. Non c'è molta differenza tutto sommato.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-794899265538612243?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/794899265538612243/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=794899265538612243' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/794899265538612243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/794899265538612243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_2675.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-5218275783035023365</id><published>2007-04-14T17:31:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:31:57.987+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Alcune donne mi trovano molto bello. Io però non le ho ancora trovate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-5218275783035023365?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/5218275783035023365/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=5218275783035023365' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5218275783035023365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5218275783035023365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_660.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-4894792363194023410</id><published>2007-04-14T17:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:30:52.979+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>Ieri sul bus ho sentito due persone che parlavano di un'affissione pubblicitaria molto nota. Una diceva: "Non comprerò mai quel prodotto perchè la bodycopy è impaginata a bandiera con un font bastoni totalmente fuori luogo rispetto al visual."&lt;br /&gt;Non tutto quello che noi consideriamo importante lo è davvero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-4894792363194023410?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/4894792363194023410/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=4894792363194023410' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/4894792363194023410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/4894792363194023410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_7369.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-648714561544004863</id><published>2007-04-14T17:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:27:25.896+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>La creatività pubblicitaria non esiste. E' la pubblicità che si fanno i creativi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-648714561544004863?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/648714561544004863/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=648714561544004863' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/648714561544004863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/648714561544004863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_8223.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-420945789580527008</id><published>2007-04-14T17:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:26:25.031+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>La pubblicità deve vendere sogni. &lt;br /&gt;Quelli dei copy e degli art che la progettano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-420945789580527008?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/420945789580527008/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=420945789580527008' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/420945789580527008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/420945789580527008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_5393.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-960729877718192422</id><published>2007-04-14T17:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:24:24.601+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>Quando un copywriter capisce che è più importante vendere quello che scrive piuttosto che scrivere per vendere, diventa pressochè onnipotente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-960729877718192422?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/960729877718192422/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=960729877718192422' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/960729877718192422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/960729877718192422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_2483.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-7670607699355997472</id><published>2007-04-14T17:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:23:09.955+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>La storia che racconti mi fa sbadigliare il buco del culo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-7670607699355997472?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/7670607699355997472/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=7670607699355997472' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7670607699355997472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7670607699355997472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_6750.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-4577212071120704598</id><published>2007-04-14T17:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:22:24.015+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Ogni donna ha il dovere di fare i capricci. Perché è l'unico modo che un uomo ha di sapere di contare qualcosa al mondo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-4577212071120704598?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/4577212071120704598/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=4577212071120704598' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/4577212071120704598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/4577212071120704598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_28.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-442638700935208527</id><published>2007-04-14T17:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:21:20.075+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Ogni donna ha il diritto di arrivare in ritardo. Ma soprattutto in una bella donna, la puntualità è un difetto imperdonabile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-442638700935208527?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/442638700935208527/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=442638700935208527' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/442638700935208527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/442638700935208527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_5628.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-765493718096344404</id><published>2007-04-14T17:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:19:58.239+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Camminare di notte è come sognare. Quando ti fermi, stropicci gli occhi, e non sai dove sei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-765493718096344404?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/765493718096344404/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=765493718096344404' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/765493718096344404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/765493718096344404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_7346.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-5531266196945716032</id><published>2007-04-14T17:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:16:54.241+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Ascoltare è più difficile. Perché - a volte - chi parla vorrebbe dire altro. E tu non vorresti sentirlo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-5531266196945716032?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/5531266196945716032/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=5531266196945716032' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5531266196945716032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5531266196945716032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_859.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-6684973169513259082</id><published>2007-04-14T17:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:15:19.449+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Ascoltare è più difficile. Perché parlare ti evita di pensare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-6684973169513259082?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/6684973169513259082/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=6684973169513259082' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/6684973169513259082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/6684973169513259082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_9366.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-6335869867501866539</id><published>2007-04-14T17:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:14:23.121+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Ascoltare è più difficile. Perché - a volte -  va a finire che t'innamori.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-6335869867501866539?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/6335869867501866539/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=6335869867501866539' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/6335869867501866539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/6335869867501866539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_6760.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-7824621127960694515</id><published>2007-04-14T17:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:13:42.600+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Ascoltare è più difficile. Perché sei il giudice, non l'imputato.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-7824621127960694515?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/7824621127960694515/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=7824621127960694515' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7824621127960694515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7824621127960694515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_6330.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-8129415694875768207</id><published>2007-04-14T17:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:12:52.593+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Ascoltare è più difficile. Perché ti costringe metterti a nudo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-8129415694875768207?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/8129415694875768207/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=8129415694875768207' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8129415694875768207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8129415694875768207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri_5446.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-7227474156631943838</id><published>2007-04-14T17:07:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:11:21.471+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pezzi di qualcosa</title><content type='html'>Molte persone erano attratte dagli occhiali degli altri. Una volta, faceva ancora le medie, un suo compagno di classe aveva trovato degli occhiali rossi nella palestra della scuola. Lui non aveva bisogno di lenti ma iniziò a portali assiduamente. Durante le lezioni, nell’intervallo e perfino nell’ora di ginnastica. Dimostrava una dedizione completa e diceva spesso: “chi ha il pane non ha i denti” indicando i quattrocchi che mettevano via i loro occhialacci appena possibile. Era un buon diavolo. Alla fine ci riuscì a rovinarsi la vista.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-7227474156631943838?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/7227474156631943838/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=7227474156631943838' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7227474156631943838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7227474156631943838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pezzi-di-qualcosa.html' title='pezzi di qualcosa'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-5929761705535301052</id><published>2007-04-14T17:07:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:07:45.967+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>"Perchè allora continui a parlare di lei?"&lt;br /&gt;"E' una bionda. E le bionde sono sempre un'altra cosa."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-5929761705535301052?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/5929761705535301052/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=5929761705535301052' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5929761705535301052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/5929761705535301052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_7104.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-8498654289713556700</id><published>2007-04-14T17:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:07:00.559+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>La stessa notte, che sbianca gli stessi alberi. &lt;br /&gt;Noi, quelli di allora, già non siamo più gli stessi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-8498654289713556700?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/8498654289713556700/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=8498654289713556700' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8498654289713556700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8498654289713556700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_9347.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-8587018417241211250</id><published>2007-04-14T17:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:05:48.401+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>Lascia che ti parli pure con il tuo silenzio,&lt;br /&gt;chiaro come una lampada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-8587018417241211250?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/8587018417241211250/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=8587018417241211250' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8587018417241211250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/8587018417241211250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/citazioni_14.html' title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-3772552618908223550</id><published>2007-04-14T17:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:04:05.634+03:00</updated><title type='text'>citazioni</title><content type='html'>E così remiamo - barche contro corrente - risospinti senza posa nel passato.&lt;div 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title='citazioni'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-5582393482579559008</id><published>2007-04-14T17:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:03:02.317+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Nella vita è più probabile che tu vada due volte nello stesso luogo piuttosto che una volta sola in due luoghi diversi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-5582393482579559008?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-1299900026321089686</id><published>2007-04-14T17:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:02:12.624+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>Non rispondere mai alle domande di una donna. &lt;br /&gt;Rispondi solo ai tuoi desideri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-1299900026321089686?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/1299900026321089686/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=1299900026321089686' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1299900026321089686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/1299900026321089686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensieri.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>manu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622653254270018558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5267308295991262122.post-7424828285076263355</id><published>2007-04-14T16:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:01:26.899+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pesche e mandorle</title><content type='html'>Pesche e mandorle. &lt;br /&gt;E' questo il sapore che ha la tua bocca mentre ti bacio &lt;br /&gt;in una notte troppo lunga per essere vera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5267308295991262122-7424828285076263355?l=grado-zero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/feeds/7424828285076263355/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5267308295991262122&amp;postID=7424828285076263355' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7424828285076263355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5267308295991262122/posts/default/7424828285076263355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grado-zero.blogspot.com/2007/04/pesche-e-mandorle.html' title='Pesche e 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