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Wysłany: Pią 13:31, 11 Lut 2011 Temat postu: On the Makaloa Mat LondonJack Published bbaafchn |
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if he had been
incorporeal weightlessness.
In the square there was cryingcheeringspontaneous applause. A group of nuns fell
their knees and wailed saetas. A pulsing grew from in
square was chanting the cam
their facesjoined in. Mor
h
Camerlegno Carlo Ventresca stood on the rooftop terrace of St. Peter’s Basilica and
looked down over the multitudes of pe
He felt transformedotherworldly. He wondered if it was his body or just his spirit th
had floated down from heaven toward the softdarkened expanse of the Vatican City
Gardens . . . alighting like a silent angel on the deserted lawnshis black parachute
shrouded from the madness by the towering shadow of St. Peter’s Basilica. He wonder
if it was his body or his spirit that had possessed the strength to climb th
ed
e ancient
t as light as a ghost.
nce of the beyond . . . a substantiation of the power of the
for this momentand stilleven
he could not
. Your
an he had ever felt. Whenat last
o
s achedand his body felt like it had been run over by a truck. He was lying
e?
t
decided it could not be heaven.
d
rofessional.
him long
ematic logic to the test.
the bedraggled man they had just pulled from the Tiber [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]yilai:
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Whyis
this statuette here
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