<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6048503870008855544</id><updated>2024-09-20T18:18:47.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cinema e outras paixões...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lvclose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6048503870008855544/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lvclose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>la vie en close</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949864749524159126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6048503870008855544.post-1214362474759364639</id><published>2008-07-03T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T18:44:42.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cinema e outras artes sem pretensões de sermos críticos</title><summary type="text">Eu sou o tipo de pessoa que se deixa influenciar completamente por um filme. Sou daquelas que sai de um suspense ouvindo os passos do meu salto atentamente, imagino a música crescente, sinto alguém me seguindo, me imagino fugindo por uma janela estreita... isso até o caminho do banheiro, com uma fila gigante, quando caio na realidade. Assisto um drama, choro no carro na volta pra casa, escuto uma</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6048503870008855544/posts/default/1214362474759364639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6048503870008855544/posts/default/1214362474759364639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lvclose.blogspot.com/2008/07/cinema-e-outras-artes-sem-pretenses-de.html' title='cinema e outras artes sem pretensões de sermos críticos'/><author><name>la vie en close</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949864749524159126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>