Then, your sweet love has Wonne dell'iPad. I've already
said some time ago, I know, and I'll repeat it with the typical dull monotony of lovers.
But anyhow, for the first time in my life is a piece of technology can make me happy.
not only be useful, not only workers, not just find things.
No.
It 's a touching stuff. To carry around. Bring your own bed. To find where you are and where you are going and where were you on maps, and all you should drink while Gimlet anywhere in the world.
To read all the books in English, or French. In Italian, as well.
To know what a word means just touching .
To read the newspapers, everyone.
to play with and without Mati, and to know the weather in Berlin.
To download and listen to music, movies, watch YouTube videos.
To learn ikebana or whatever is downloadable app. To cling to the blessed
wifi tablet Starbucks chai and milk.
's all, everything you know and you do not know, anytime, anywhere.
and 'cool and sexy. (I also know a guy who fits the description, Oh well, that's another story).
do not have to find a place to connect, that place is you . It's pure magic
.
The magic touch of a finger.
's not just for me.
Go down the large Plexiglas cube of Apple's Fifth Avenue, corner of the park, and you'll see a lot of people happy. I never understood a mazzafionda, such that silly smile and blessed there. But it was the first , I tell you to do.
So, first thing: Steve Jobs, please do not die.
You have changed the world, our lives, and increased the proportion of happiness in the world, and you can dream for us to touch other dreams, so do not die right now.
Well, the romantic apology I've done, amen.
I doubt, then the semantics after you soften the appearance. That
yesterday I built another pensierone.
I go to the library to play, they just love it. Calms me, relaxes, I put in a good mood.
I love the place, the landscape, the people. Alone, with friends. At airports and in the home.
But then the books I buy online so I suppose that in a while I will not have libraries sumptuous as now.
I'm not a bartering unknowingly place (not exactly in the sense of Marc Augé, probably) with a place (I love)? Or is it not two places instead? Or the library is not a place after all, as a commercial center but slightly less cheap, the tablet and instead belongs to a different genre?
And in any case: just between me and those like me will make it uneconomical to produce paper books, so it is reasonable to think that we have more such places where to go?
And as for shopping is so, soon we will have no windows to look at while walking under the sun?
a little while and then we can look only to the cube of Plexiglas - the one that currently provides the only thing you need to do all the others, support hard - on Fifth or anywhere else in the world?
and where we are, where we're going to watch people? In church (and no joke) ?
What are the next places?
(Do not be silly: the fact that by then I will surely die does not make the big question not true).
said some time ago, I know, and I'll repeat it with the typical dull monotony of lovers.
But anyhow, for the first time in my life is a piece of technology can make me happy.
not only be useful, not only workers, not just find things.
No.
It 's a touching stuff. To carry around. Bring your own bed. To find where you are and where you are going and where were you on maps, and all you should drink while Gimlet anywhere in the world.
To read all the books in English, or French. In Italian, as well.
To know what a word means just touching .
To read the newspapers, everyone.
to play with and without Mati, and to know the weather in Berlin.
To download and listen to music, movies, watch YouTube videos.
To learn ikebana or whatever is downloadable app. To cling to the blessed
wifi tablet Starbucks chai and milk.
's all, everything you know and you do not know, anytime, anywhere.
and 'cool and sexy. (I also know a guy who fits the description, Oh well, that's another story).
do not have to find a place to connect, that place is you . It's pure magic
.
The magic touch of a finger.
's not just for me.
Go down the large Plexiglas cube of Apple's Fifth Avenue, corner of the park, and you'll see a lot of people happy. I never understood a mazzafionda, such that silly smile and blessed there. But it was the first , I tell you to do.
So, first thing: Steve Jobs, please do not die.
You have changed the world, our lives, and increased the proportion of happiness in the world, and you can dream for us to touch other dreams, so do not die right now.
Well, the romantic apology I've done, amen.
I doubt, then the semantics after you soften the appearance. That
yesterday I built another pensierone.
I go to the library to play, they just love it. Calms me, relaxes, I put in a good mood.
I love the place, the landscape, the people. Alone, with friends. At airports and in the home.
But then the books I buy online so I suppose that in a while I will not have libraries sumptuous as now.
I'm not a bartering unknowingly place (not exactly in the sense of Marc Augé, probably) with a place (I love)? Or is it not two places instead? Or the library is not a place after all, as a commercial center but slightly less cheap, the tablet and instead belongs to a different genre?
And in any case: just between me and those like me will make it uneconomical to produce paper books, so it is reasonable to think that we have more such places where to go?
And as for shopping is so, soon we will have no windows to look at while walking under the sun?
a little while and then we can look only to the cube of Plexiglas - the one that currently provides the only thing you need to do all the others, support hard - on Fifth or anywhere else in the world?
and where we are, where we're going to watch people? In church (and no joke) ?
What are the next places?
(Do not be silly: the fact that by then I will surely die does not make the big question not true).
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