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today is April 15 and it is a Friday. It is snowing on the ice and people are getting anxious for summer to come. Easter is around the corner and also the first day of summer. there is an ancient tradition here on the ice to give children a small present on the first day of summer. My son will be receiving a water pistol. Then Easter, kids often get Easter eggs here on the ice. Huge eggs made out of chocolate and filled with candy. very tasty, but my son has a skin condition and if he eats chocolate ...

I recently had reason to spend quite a bit of time at the hospital – though not for myself. I’ve always disliked them on the grounds that they mean someone is in pain and is suffering, such as my wife when she was having the kids, and the elderly relatives and parents when they were ill and dying. This is still true, and was true this time, but I’ve come to see it in a somewhat different shade as well.

My wife loves the hospital, as she sees it as a place of healing and helping. She ...

I came across this joke earlier and I thought it was a perfect joke to share with Lit Net.

A linguistics professor was lecturing to his English class one day. "In English," he said, "a double negative forms a positive. In some languages, though, such as Russian, a double negative is still a negative. However, there is no language wherein a double positive can form a negative."

A voice from the back of the room piped up, "Yeah, right."

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So many things are flying inside my head,
Like dusts in the desert, scatterring in the air.

Once, I smashed the mirror in the state of emptiness,
As the world turned colorless and everyone seemed faceless.

I reminisce when the life was so much flooded with melancholies,
And I wailed in the roaring deluge, ranting that the god doesn't exist.

When the life was blowing in the storm of insanity, hopelessness prevailed,
And I ...

Não se sabe ou não me lembro bem como tudo começou. Lembro-me agora de estar numa ampla sala de um tribunal com alguns juízes ou desembargadores que se reuniriam para julgar um processo. Era um caso rumoroso, do qual a cidade toda falava. Juro que não me recordo qual a questão, mas prometo que se me lembrar, antes de terminar este relato, eu o direi, pois, embora não seja fominha de realismo, como pretendem os jovens escritores, há certas curiosidades que o leitor gostaria de saber e não se pode ...