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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rxINhCZsQtHYHJfW-y2hi6KgngY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rxINhCZsQtHYHJfW-y2hi6KgngY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/goncalopena/~4/Tn8taGj5-Ts" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/goncalopena/~3/Tn8taGj5-Ts/monster-flight-show.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gonçalo Pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S_KE3--V64I/AAAAAAAACYQ/cQsp1YbQNuQ/s72-c/Muscae.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://goncalopena.blogspot.com/2010/05/monster-flight-show.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17924604.post-5024922804781982300</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 May 2010 10:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-14T11:56:41.705+01:00</atom:updated><title>Z de Camille</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S-0rUIPGMnI/AAAAAAAACXI/5QK_BG_AUi8/s1600/Mudder+Eard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S-0rUIPGMnI/AAAAAAAACXI/5QK_BG_AUi8/s400/Mudder+Eard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471076747133203058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Estranho era mesmo um polvo em cima de uma montanha", disse-me. Respondi-lhe que não só isso era realizável mas que ainda lhe colocaria muitas outras adições para além do mar à volta. Crescem pérolas nos mexilhões. ah... e estive a pensar sobre o incondicional. Estranha forma de vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17924604-5024922804781982300?l=goncalopena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BLdBAEOknj66BEXvQtVgfQ7Izig/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BLdBAEOknj66BEXvQtVgfQ7Izig/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/goncalopena/~4/sMJGvd_WswA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/goncalopena/~3/sMJGvd_WswA/z-de-camille.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gonçalo Pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S-0rUIPGMnI/AAAAAAAACXI/5QK_BG_AUi8/s72-c/Mudder+Eard.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://goncalopena.blogspot.com/2010/05/z-de-camille.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17924604.post-8646928404782293932</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 May 2010 15:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-13T16:46:45.888+01:00</atom:updated><title>La Meteo</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S-wdsh8NdjI/AAAAAAAACWc/plU9RpBPteA/s1600/Meteo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S-wdsh8NdjI/AAAAAAAACWc/plU9RpBPteA/s400/Meteo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470780298210670130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh... le Hiver en primtemps, le Pape au Portugal, le Benfique champion. Tout est jolie et bienfaisant&lt;/span&gt;. A metereologia é um assunto sério. Maria vai dominando o cosmos a partir do aquário. Viva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17924604-8646928404782293932?l=goncalopena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rMDpzEOiD60wOe8YvXlfW3lxHLY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rMDpzEOiD60wOe8YvXlfW3lxHLY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/goncalopena/~4/JBH8yMP4Mps" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/goncalopena/~3/JBH8yMP4Mps/la-meteo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gonçalo Pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S-wdsh8NdjI/AAAAAAAACWc/plU9RpBPteA/s72-c/Meteo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://goncalopena.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-meteo.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17924604.post-6523167383838410240</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2010 23:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-13T16:48:30.770+01:00</atom:updated><title>Joli-Panto</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S-s9JeAAA7I/AAAAAAAACWE/REgfspALECo/s1600/Marta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S-s9JeAAA7I/AAAAAAAACWE/REgfspALECo/s400/Marta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470533405252780978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serra &lt;/span&gt;Junto ao mar reflectindo a tecnodisseia, agrestes palros, guinchos, traquejos dos teus massacres porcos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17924604-6523167383838410240?l=goncalopena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FjRMVvWZBfY_9p7JOChqtAMT3RY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FjRMVvWZBfY_9p7JOChqtAMT3RY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/goncalopena/~4/uMoTd8pw1Ro" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/goncalopena/~3/uMoTd8pw1Ro/marta.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gonçalo Pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S-s9JeAAA7I/AAAAAAAACWE/REgfspALECo/s72-c/Marta.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://goncalopena.blogspot.com/2010/05/marta.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17924604.post-468571396357165522</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Apr 2010 09:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-16T21:52:47.482+01:00</atom:updated><title>Le Petit Ruhr</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S9qg5HmwinI/AAAAAAAACVU/gknx7_eu3EU/s1600/Little+Swansea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S9qg5HmwinI/AAAAAAAACVU/gknx7_eu3EU/s400/Little+Swansea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465858000922118770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Le monde ustensiliaire ne pouvant compenser par aucun signe le renversement de l'état impulsionnel en activité fabricatice, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puisque cette activité même tient déjà lieu de compensation&lt;/span&gt;, seul le simulacre de l'art est censé &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;redre compte&lt;/span&gt; de ce renversement et, parce que simulateur, ses produits se sauraient être assimilés aux objects d'usage." - Klossowski - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La Monnaie Vivante&lt;/span&gt; p.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17924604-468571396357165522?l=goncalopena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2fLW3_yHWJsuKhKjIUvgr5qd89E/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2fLW3_yHWJsuKhKjIUvgr5qd89E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/goncalopena/~4/qZUMuKCu2Ds" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/goncalopena/~3/qZUMuKCu2Ds/licinia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gonçalo Pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S9hQDxrIC7I/AAAAAAAACU8/pA2RN4kOdR4/s72-c/Licinia.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://goncalopena.blogspot.com/2010/04/licinia.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17924604.post-2278225553452576337</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Apr 2010 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-27T01:30:19.930+01:00</atom:updated><title>Sangria</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S9RZxG_ZBFI/AAAAAAAACUk/GldWdgdDsXU/s1600/Leeches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S9RZxG_ZBFI/AAAAAAAACUk/GldWdgdDsXU/s400/Leeches.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464090948132209746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sangria é um método tão bom como qualquer outro para alguém se embriagar. Ao moribundo levava-se a um riacho qualquer da Sumatra e enchia-se-lhe o corpo de sanguinolentas. Ficava como novo. O método tina qualquer coisa a ver com a noção de que  saúde resultava de um equilíbrio de humores. A sangria destinava-se a re-equilibrar o corpo e restaurar assim a saúde. O interesse fecal também se manifestava amiúde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17924604-2278225553452576337?l=goncalopena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/V-YriNGN18zBAco_FwieUwO_SB8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/V-YriNGN18zBAco_FwieUwO_SB8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/goncalopena/~4/JNOwy7ZyBMw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/goncalopena/~3/JNOwy7ZyBMw/sangria.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gonçalo Pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S9RZxG_ZBFI/AAAAAAAACUk/GldWdgdDsXU/s72-c/Leeches.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://goncalopena.blogspot.com/2010/04/sangria.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17924604.post-8256454994180224953</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2010 02:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-21T03:24:11.452+01:00</atom:updated><title>Klossowski</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S85f3Kny3aI/AAAAAAAACTI/qY3CDBvWjas/s1600/leda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S85f3Kny3aI/AAAAAAAACTI/qY3CDBvWjas/s400/leda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462408799395700130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De prime abord, aux yeux de l'economie, la jouissance dite érotique ne saurait être assimilable à la jouissance d'un bien parmi d'autres: ce n'est que dans la mesure où elle se rapporte à un object, soit l'object vivant (donc le corps) que la jouissance de cet object en tant que possédable est ou peut être estimé comme celle d'un bien: un object d'usage; ce que les mots de Sade expriment de façon à la fois très simple et très équivoque: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;le droit de propriété sur la jouissance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17924604-8256454994180224953?l=goncalopena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EhM43rW3y0IvhF71zK_bN4PhrLE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EhM43rW3y0IvhF71zK_bN4PhrLE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/goncalopena/~4/qtcSkPmCsHw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/goncalopena/~3/qtcSkPmCsHw/klossowski.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gonçalo Pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S85f3Kny3aI/AAAAAAAACTI/qY3CDBvWjas/s72-c/leda.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://goncalopena.blogspot.com/2010/04/klossowski.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17924604.post-2539906060969772207</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Apr 2010 16:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-19T17:31:39.923+01:00</atom:updated><title>Le Roi de Rome</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8yEjb2n9EI/AAAAAAAACTA/tNorTZnJOFc/s1600/l%27Aiglon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8yEjb2n9EI/AAAAAAAACTA/tNorTZnJOFc/s400/l%27Aiglon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461886192400725058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Rei de Roma roeu a rolha da garrafa do rato da Rússia. Baseado num retrato do recém-nascido Napoleão II, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;en la nature&lt;/span&gt;, estado abençoado por Jean-Jacques. De um lado a rola traz-lhe um brinquedo. o pai está presente sob a forma de uma tarântula ou talvez melhor ainda, o clarão no horizonte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17924604-2539906060969772207?l=goncalopena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7Xmr6-BIq8SHZMGh4hEDkqQtVd4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7Xmr6-BIq8SHZMGh4hEDkqQtVd4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/goncalopena/~4/Nn7ke_vmpY4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/goncalopena/~3/Nn7ke_vmpY4/le-roi-de-rome.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gonçalo Pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8yEjb2n9EI/AAAAAAAACTA/tNorTZnJOFc/s72-c/l%27Aiglon.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://goncalopena.blogspot.com/2010/04/le-roi-de-rome.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17924604.post-85906017873322835</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Apr 2010 14:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-23T11:43:52.277+01:00</atom:updated><title>A Lage do Ouro</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8sUA800apI/AAAAAAAACS4/z6woqm2ylpk/s1600/L%27age+d%27or.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8sUA800apI/AAAAAAAACS4/z6woqm2ylpk/s400/L%27age+d%27or.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461480979677080210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'Age d'Or. Quasi una fantasia. Um pseudo-casal-originário enceta uma fuga de um tenebroso lugar, palco de carnificina entre cabeças-de-ovelha e crâneos-de-leão. Mesmo a tempo, fora do tempo. Sonata para Piano K331.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17924604-85906017873322835?l=goncalopena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kD8YLHOoCTazqrbQEgDmJCPYxF4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kD8YLHOoCTazqrbQEgDmJCPYxF4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/goncalopena/~4/tqk-nMKlwSs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/goncalopena/~3/tqk-nMKlwSs/lage-do-ouro.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gonçalo Pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8sUA800apI/AAAAAAAACS4/z6woqm2ylpk/s72-c/L%27age+d%27or.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://goncalopena.blogspot.com/2010/04/lage-do-ouro.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17924604.post-1955736218190660831</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2010 10:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-18T15:13:34.203+01:00</atom:updated><title>Centro de Mesa em Gruta</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8sTXCJu5fI/AAAAAAAACSw/sfxn3dvFbTA/s1600/Kuka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8sTXCJu5fI/AAAAAAAACSw/sfxn3dvFbTA/s400/Kuka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461480259552470514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta já foi publicada aqui antes. Faço-o de novo em melhor definição.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17924604-1955736218190660831?l=goncalopena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7W_O-_DgDQnPMUIpsseMufiDTF4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7W_O-_DgDQnPMUIpsseMufiDTF4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/goncalopena/~4/0E06zQkYZIw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/goncalopena/~3/0E06zQkYZIw/centro-de-mesa-em-gruta.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gonçalo Pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8sTXCJu5fI/AAAAAAAACSw/sfxn3dvFbTA/s72-c/Kuka.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://goncalopena.blogspot.com/2010/04/centro-de-mesa-em-gruta.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17924604.post-4219258471608515048</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 11:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-14T12:31:03.481+01:00</atom:updated><title>Koursk</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8Wm6V8zIrI/AAAAAAAACSo/wRKRCidyGeg/s1600/Katiosha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8Wm6V8zIrI/AAAAAAAACSo/wRKRCidyGeg/s400/Katiosha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459953644511371954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tchaaaaam. Ameaçadores os tanques avançam numa desesperada tentativa de esmagar o perímetro russo, uma verdadeira Saragossa dos Urais. Com uma frieza siberiana as Agustinas locais lançam foguetes. Fluuuuush-kaboooom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17924604-4219258471608515048?l=goncalopena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cSfulJcq-35JcNVcLBHQdqpz450/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cSfulJcq-35JcNVcLBHQdqpz450/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/goncalopena/~4/u2D_hrWH8sg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/goncalopena/~3/u2D_hrWH8sg/koursk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gonçalo Pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8Wm6V8zIrI/AAAAAAAACSo/wRKRCidyGeg/s72-c/Katiosha.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://goncalopena.blogspot.com/2010/04/koursk.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17924604.post-710449345105252282</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Apr 2010 09:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-13T10:30:22.456+01:00</atom:updated><title>Lord Kitchner of Khartoum</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8Q4RDWYOmI/AAAAAAAACSg/eLh3uybxq6Y/s1600/Junot+in+Egypt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8Q4RDWYOmI/AAAAAAAACSg/eLh3uybxq6Y/s400/Junot+in+Egypt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459550513887984226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord KK. Não é esse grandioso pacificador vitoriano do Sudão. A pintura baseia-se na teoria do porfírio, rocha sanguinária que fica algures nas fontes do Nilo. Acreditava-se que era por essa gruta que se acedia ao Hades. A carne dos mortos de alma liberta emprestava essa cor à pedra. Na figura é mais uma vez Junot, Desaix, Kléber ou qualquer outro, perdido algures num Egypto próprio, intransmissível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17924604-710449345105252282?l=goncalopena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/n5T9m6cKjc8CPqMhm_gAfcbzLGk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/n5T9m6cKjc8CPqMhm_gAfcbzLGk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/goncalopena/~4/P2TmdSuu1r8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/goncalopena/~3/P2TmdSuu1r8/ce-quon-le-entend-sur-la-montagne.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gonçalo Pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S8G3NV3NnuI/AAAAAAAACSQ/_f2cyqxWggA/s72-c/Judith.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://goncalopena.blogspot.com/2010/04/ce-quon-le-entend-sur-la-montagne.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17924604.post-5845086548438871049</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2010 00:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-23T11:40:15.951+01:00</atom:updated><title>MD - Mamute is Dead, Punk Not.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S70l6T6RuZI/AAAAAAAACSI/-MU7eGPlGHk/s1600/Ivory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HhDBFxRuvgI/S70l6T6RuZI/AAAAAAAACSI/-MU7eGPlGHk/s400/Ivory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457560007150254482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mamute is dead. In the process lots of bones that once formed the structure of his massive body, are now scattered like litter&lt;/span&gt;. Aschenbach mais uma vez contempla o seu pequeno bloco de notas. Dois arcaicos pólos agora subjugados darão lugar em breve a um novo paradigma: a reprodução industrial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17924604-5845086548438871049?l=goncalopena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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