YESTERDAY afternoon I was wandering through the deserts of California to search for a possible hotel, which could give hospitality 'in travel to Las Vegas to Los Angeles, it turns turns , amid pools of salt and green circles of crops seized from the desert in a beautiful wilderness comes a town 'with a name improbabbile: BAGHDAD . I said to myself, mizzikinga sti Amerighen am strong!
TODAY: I was listening to radio DJs and two nice cables told of the names of the cities' Italian mangled around the U.S., spoke of Naples, Venice .. and so 'to describe something, Savino brings out the good: he thinks that in America there is' well BAGHDAD !
This kind of strange dejavu 'is happening to me more and more' often: premonitions, altered states of consciousness, foresight? Who knows!?
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