These last few days and throughout this year in particular, have been obscured by several large mourning ... some of these: Michael Jackson, Farrah Fawcett, Mike Bongiorno ... and now our Johnny Castle-Patrick-Swayze. Fateful year, certainly, and some of these deaths have really marked the world history.
But in this blog is not allowed to be sad, for a variety of Indian rules that you, my faithful readers, you will learn gradually, so before you rush headlong into yet watching Dirty Dancing, before you drool in front of the more sculpted torso of film of the 80-savagely dug from the disease-, and before dreaming that one day I will raise Tortello flying angel with background 
The Time Of My Life ... First of all this I must and will leave you in joy, like our Mike has always taught us. So, my boys, let's see what of Rosina and let's have a laugh, that laughter is good for health, heart and mind ...
Ah! Before you go: all those who tell me they love me I want to answer ...
IDEM! ... Patrick goodbye ...
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