<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><?xml-stylesheet type='text/xsl' href='http://lidoazzurro.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-07-24_12.50/rsspretty.aspx?rssquery=en-US;http%3a%2f%2flidoazzurro.spaces.live.com%2fcategory%2fLACRIME%2bNAPULITANE%2ffeed.rss' version='1.0'?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:msn="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/spaces/2005/rss" xmlns:live="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" xmlns:dcterms="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" xmlns:cf="http://www.microsoft.com/schemas/rss/core/2005" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>Lido Azzurro: LACRIME NAPULITANE</title><description /><link>http://lidoazzurro.spaces.live.com/?_c11_BlogPart_BlogPart=blogview&amp;_c=BlogPart&amp;partqs=catLACRIME%2bNAPULITANE</link><language>en-US</language><pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 09:52:26 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 09:52:26 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>Microsoft Spaces v1.1</generator><docs>http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification</docs><ttl>60</ttl><cf:parentRSS>http://lidoazzurro.spaces.live.com/blog/feed.rss</cf:parentRSS><live:type>blogcategory</live:type><live:identity><live:id>3429484914326338277</live:id><live:alias>lidoazzurro</live:alias></live:identity><cf:listinfo><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="typelabel" label="Type" /><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="tag" label="Tag" /><cf:group element="category" label="Category" /><cf:sort element="pubDate" label="Date" data-type="date" default="true" /><cf:sort element="title" label="Title" data-type="string" /><cf:sort ns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" element="comments" label="Comments" data-type="number" /></cf:listinfo><item><title>Lacrime Napulitane</title><link>http://lidoazzurro.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2F97FA5C00FB7AE5!220.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melodramma in un atto basato su una storia vera&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Questa e' una storia di tanto,tanto tempo fa ma di cui ancora ne resta memoria.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Lui era un giovine e promettente guappo (che chiameremo per privacy: &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tobbi'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;), pieno di buoni sentimenti e con un'invidiabile dialettica.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Lei (che chiameremo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Alucc'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) era un'estroversa e simpaticissima infante che veniva dalla &lt;strong&gt;Capitale&lt;/strong&gt; ma &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;con il sangue 'e Napul'dint' 'e ven'.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; E forse per questo tra i due fu subito &lt;font color="#339966"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;passione cocente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Tobbi'la conquisto'con il suo garbo: &lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;Te vuo' mett' cumme' o t'agg'scassa a' cap'?&lt;/em&gt; &amp;quot; &lt;/strong&gt;disse lui con voce calda.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Lei non pote' resistere a tanto romanticismo e si sciolse come un &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;Lemonissimo di Luciano &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;u&gt;prezzi modici&lt;/u&gt;)&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Da quel momento per &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Alucc'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; non esisteva che &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Tobbi'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, tanto che smise di salutare tutti gli altri (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;abitudine che ancora permane in lei&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Furono giorni di grande felicita', facevano tutto insieme: sfrecciavano con il motorino  (truccato) per i viottoli dei Lidi, rapinavano i ragazzini al bar Zizzi, passeggivano (e borseggiavano..) per le vie piu' tamarre di Terracina e tante altre cose.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Ma, come in ogni storia che si rispetti, ecco il dramma: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Tobbi'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; d'improvviso inizia ad allontanarsi da lei del tutto inspiegabilmente: &amp;quot;Me so' rutt' o' cazz'!..&amp;quot;disse , forse tentando di addolcire la cosa e non farla soffrire.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Da allora &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Alucc'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; non si e' piu' ripresa ed ha giurato a se stessa che stara' insieme solo ad una persona che la fara' sentire importante come il guappo &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Tobbi'&lt;/font&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;                     &lt;strong&gt; FINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3429484914326338277&amp;page=RSS%3a+Lacrime+Napulitane&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=lidoazzurro.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=lidoazzurro"&gt;</description><comments>http://lidoazzurro.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2F97FA5C00FB7AE5!220.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://lidoazzurro.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2F97FA5C00FB7AE5!220.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2005 11:52:24 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>4</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://lidoazzurro.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2F97FA5C00FB7AE5!220/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://lidoazzurro.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2F97FA5C00FB7AE5!220.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2005-09-27T11:52:24Z</dcterms:modified></item></channel></rss>