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Hoje tenho o prazer de trazer minha grande amiga Creuza, uma manicure e pedicure com tato e pés no chão. 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Deleguei o acompanhamento da rotina diária da clínica aos meus assessores, Duplo V e Zé Rola, que me fazem companhia neste momento em nossa mesa habitual, na biblioteca.Todas as noites me entregam relatórios reportando a rotina dos enfermeiros, a movimentação de terceiros que </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/dicassobrenada/~3/RWAeDCDev8c/um-trofeu-para-o-encoxador.html</link><author>toninhoakg@hotmail.com (Toninho Moura)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/dicassobrenada/~4/RWAeDCDev8c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dicassobrenada.blogspot.com/2009/06/um-trofeu-para-o-encoxador.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393722549902138335.post-6082630581669985679</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 19:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-11T17:25:39.080-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Declarações de Amor</category><title>Palavras "Te amo!" não ditas</title><atom:summary>Uma da tarde e estamos sentados em um banquinho no meio da praça, depois do almoço e antes do cafezinho.Há um restaurante indiano defronte a ela. O dono do restaurante me impressiona pelo tom da sua pele, e acho que a presença dele, do lado de fora, falando com os fregueses, dá um toque exótico ao lugar.Você está sorrindo para mim, tão de perto, tão pertinho..., e de repente estamos nos beijando.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/dicassobrenada/~3/1LG52bkOlOU/palavras-te-amo-nao-ditas.html</link><author>toninhoakg@hotmail.com (Toninho Moura)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/dicassobrenada/~4/1LG52bkOlOU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dicassobrenada.blogspot.com/2009/06/palavras-te-amo-nao-ditas.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393722549902138335.post-5065942519452317424</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 19:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-11T16:13:42.778-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dicas sobre nada</category><title>Imagine</title><atom:summary> Um casal de namorados que influenciou a sua vida.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/dicassobrenada/~3/4Qq_qqdXAkc/imagine.html</link><author>toninhoakg@hotmail.com (Toninho Moura)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H_RX-gig4YY/SjFXKBrkVzI/AAAAAAAAC2E/PGPmj9C8S0E/s72-c/Lenonn+e+Yoko.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/dicassobrenada/~4/4Qq_qqdXAkc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dicassobrenada.blogspot.com/2009/06/imagine.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393722549902138335.post-7343289199474811397</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 18:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-11T16:08:51.225-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Viatura 2112</category><title>Viatura 2112 - Presentes</title><atom:summary>O Cabo Valdimir (CV) está na seção de livros de design.Folheia um exemplar de Equestrean Style, sobre o uso de temas eqüestres na decoração. Sob o braço esquerdo prende um exemplar de Hatch Show Print Rodeo Journal, que já decidiu comprar.Junto à prateleira cheia de livros sobre armas diversas, o Soldado Rubis (SR) sente-se como uma criança no Reino da Fantasia.É feriado, estão de folga, e </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/dicassobrenada/~3/bZnEfbckbt4/viatura-2112-presentes.html</link><author>toninhoakg@hotmail.com (Toninho Moura)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/dicassobrenada/~4/bZnEfbckbt4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dicassobrenada.blogspot.com/2009/06/viatura-2112-presentes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393722549902138335.post-1380642007588021126</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 18:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-11T15:12:47.269-03:00</atom:updated><category 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Elas sorriem para mim, macias e perfumadas.Um privilégio, estar soterrado por centenas de peças íntimas femininas. 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