<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><description></description><title>Deliquio</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @deliquio)</generator><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle/><item><title>Incredibile</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ilfascinodelvago.tumblr.com/post/152327172947" target="_blank"&gt;ilfascinodelvago&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Usato per attirare l'attenzione su ciò che stiamo dicendo, perciò usato continuamente. Suscita rassegnazione in chi lo ascolta, perché non si tratta mai dell'incredibile, ma solo di ciò che è scarsamente credibile. Ho fatto un incontro incredibile (detto per «interessante»). Ma l'interesse di chi ascolta è già scemato. Ho conosciuto una donna incredibile. L'interesse è zero. Incredibile è, alla lettera, solo chi lo dice.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sabbie immobili&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Giuseppe Pontiggia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/153006448302</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/153006448302</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Nov 2016 21:17:16 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>l'amore si fa così.</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/c0b1a6d2b45941c748a207dffaca2246/tumblr_o6cxwoe32s1qm2n62o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/6cc8ff89e30f2e2b448dc40d32946bf3/tumblr_o6cxwoe32s1qm2n62o2_400.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/c51e4f8e87c0b6836dce869e2be92841/tumblr_o6cxwoe32s1qm2n62o3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;l'amore si fa così.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/143542777237</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/143542777237</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2016 20:55:36 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>antoniocontent:

via Alessandra Bacci on...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/9cdcba63b91c397c2966404eb8b258e7/tumblr_nzii48Ear21qz7nx6o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://antoniocontent.tumblr.com/post/135388202095/via-alessandra-bacci-on-instagram" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;antoniocontent&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;via Alessandra Bacci on Instagram&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.instagram.com/p/_ZYQRxAAfg/" target="_blank"&gt;https://www.instagram.com/p/_ZYQRxAAfg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/135388341587</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/135388341587</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2015 18:07:57 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>glorfindels-deactivated20180408:

Studying is hard and boring....</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8rgkwwsSZ1qdelmgo4_250.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8rgkwwsSZ1qdelmgo3_250.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8rgkwwsSZ1qdelmgo2_250.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8rgkwwsSZ1qdelmgo5_250.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8rgkwwsSZ1qdelmgo6_250.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8rgkwwsSZ1qdelmgo1_250.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="https://glorfindels-deactivated20180408.tumblr.com/post/29426338445" target="_blank"&gt;glorfindels-deactivated20180408&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;small&gt;Studying is hard and boring. Teaching is hard and boring. So, what you’re telling me is to be bored, and then bored, and finally bored again, but this time for the rest of my life? | &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;small&gt;An Education&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/109041005527</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/109041005527</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Jan 2015 23:07:03 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>http://cantonotturno.tumblr.com/post/106700597278/a-volte-penso-a-te-non-spesso-perche-ho-troppo-da</title><description>&lt;a href="http://cantonotturno.tumblr.com/post/106700597278/a-volte-penso-a-te-non-spesso-perche-ho-troppo-da"&gt;http://cantonotturno.tumblr.com/post/106700597278/a-volte-penso-a-te-non-spesso-perche-ho-troppo-da&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cantonotturno.tumblr.com/post/106700597278/a-volte-penso-a-te-non-spesso-perche-ho-troppo-da" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;cantonotturno&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;a volte penso a te. non spesso perché ho troppo da fare, troppo da elaborare, ma ogni volta che lo faccio è un pensiero profondo. sono ancora nell’accappatoio mentre scrivo e ripenso alla volta in cui piansi sotto alla doccia, disperato, ero convinto che tu fossi morta. è una memoria buffa…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/109040443347</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/109040443347</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Jan 2015 23:00:27 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>
(GIF: Bill Domonkos, 2014) (Photo: Richard Parks, 1968)
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(GIF: &lt;a href="http://billdomonkos.tumblr.com/" title="Bill Domonkos on Tumblr" target="_blank"&gt;Bill Domonkos&lt;/a&gt;, 2014) (Photo: &lt;a href="http://www.floridamemory.com/items/show/46065" title="Florida Memory" target="_blank"&gt;Richard Parks&lt;/a&gt;, 1968)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/98320707987</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/98320707987</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2014 20:06:22 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Questa cosa che gli uomini iniziano a voler avere sempre ragione comincia a farmi sentire meno...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Questa cosa che gli uomini iniziano a voler avere sempre ragione comincia a farmi sentire meno donna.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/97732912442</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/97732912442</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2014 16:41:46 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>“E sollevarsi su nuvole grigie in alto, in basso, con la...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/3c7fb0b91cd08c989c1920f19af9e2df/tumblr_nbbpkrayqL1qm2n62o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;“E sollevarsi su nuvole grigie in alto, in basso, con la pancia, che si fa umida appena, alta, nel vapore bianco fino ad uscirne veloce, a testa in su, per respirare forte.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/96532370817</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/96532370817</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2014 13:36:00 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>- volo!
- ma dove?
- nella mia testa!</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/1cba844e54d7cb2e54a62cf5bcdc1d2f/tumblr_nb9zzwumHV1qm2n62o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;- volo!&lt;br/&gt;
- ma dove?&lt;br/&gt;
- nella mia testa!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/96451053657</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/96451053657</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2014 15:26:20 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>a volte dà come l'impressione di voler essere strigliato, il...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/c293695d230de760d555c8508e77762b/tumblr_nawhlvAFwT1qm2n62o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;a volte dà come l'impressione di voler essere strigliato, il mare.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/95804883237</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/95804883237</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2014 08:20:19 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>- dove vai?
- drittissimo 
- e ai cambi?
- ai cambi cambio.</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/5d330667c01395072d9cfa8eb5b0aaf3/tumblr_nae72rQMWp1qm2n62o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;- dove vai?&lt;br/&gt;
- drittissimo &lt;br/&gt;
- e ai cambi?&lt;br/&gt;
- ai cambi cambio.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94896539617</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94896539617</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2014 11:16:02 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>se la grattugi, la velocità, ne fai minuscolo pezzetti lenti</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/3c185318f74c9a26ec84f18498285343/tumblr_naaoptJ9Pb1qm2n62o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;se la grattugi, la velocità, ne fai minuscolo pezzetti lenti&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94717614217</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94717614217</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2014 13:46:40 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>è odioso che in italiano non esista una parola che unisca...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/d60c4f14d3fa8087e2a732aa5ee1f5e8/tumblr_naaiavlYbX1qm2n62o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;è odioso che in italiano non esista una parola che unisca “luce” e “lana”. che non sia “luna”.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94712116217</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94712116217</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2014 11:28:07 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>due rette parallele all'infinito si annoiano.</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/d4bfd66b14c33c5270be631026c7aa5f/tumblr_na9qgpcXuD1qm2n62o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;due rette parallele all'infinito si annoiano.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94671449627</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94671449627</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2014 01:26:48 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>dev'esserci un gigante che appoggiandosi fa le orecchiette al...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/d65dc35e66907aa9b63fbfbe56e8dfce/tumblr_na6x4jmyWF1qm2n62o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;dev'esserci un gigante che appoggiandosi fa le orecchiette al mare&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94524767602</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94524767602</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2014 12:57:55 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>metti che a te il sole non importa se c'è o non c'è, se sei in...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/812cd65f2de0abc09370e6f79e3ac3d7/tumblr_na2f4mWGEY1qm2n62o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;metti che a te il sole non importa se c'è o non c'è, se sei in una terra calda o meno, se piove o è sereno, metti che il sole tu, da qualche parte, al di là di tutto, te lo porti dentro, con tutti gli entusiasmi di cui sei capace.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94291978457</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94291978457</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Aug 2014 02:38:45 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>sopra l'altare la fantasia campa, sotto l'altare la fantasia va...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/fb5a1b6679a25cdaf886282b9c69454d/tumblr_na1mcdOJUo1qm2n62o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;sopra l'altare la fantasia campa, sotto l'altare la fantasia va al potere.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94248522527</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94248522527</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Aug 2014 16:17:01 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>la mia infanzia ha un sacco di ricordi di luci attraverso vetri...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/b86129d2f0d4d90d1c5eaa98052a419f/tumblr_na010v2NIM1qm2n62o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;la mia infanzia ha un sacco di ricordi di luci attraverso vetri così&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94172168837</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94172168837</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2014 19:38:54 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>che poi a me la panna sulle torte nemmeno piace.</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/48d96cc49bce722f975790eb1e7ed2e1/tumblr_n9zxtkqIuk1qm2n62o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;che poi a me la panna sulle torte nemmeno piace.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94167451252</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94167451252</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2014 18:29:43 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>c'è uno spazio tra te e ciò che ti sta intorno, una distanza,...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/7790ed033c0d35afe28af3d0538aeac7/tumblr_n9xsvfjwhp1qm2n62o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;c'è uno spazio tra te e ciò che ti sta intorno, una distanza, vibrante, cava. c'è una distanza che riempi continuamente di sensi.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94062039657</link><guid>https://deliquio.tumblr.com/post/94062039657</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2014 14:47:38 +0200</pubDate></item></channel></rss>