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I declare the contest.
It will rely on the fact that each of you can boast about your dog, and even more! Zobyć prizes:)
1.Na my e-mail www.olgaora55 @ onet.eu Annexes send a photo of your dog.

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Trasa parady.


"Length of parade: 6 kilometres, length of the parade route 6.5 kilometres. Pass-by time: about 3 hours, 10,096 participants, one-third of them female. 350 riders, 117 bands from Cologne, the surrounding area and several European countries. Give-away material (paid for by each of the participants themselves): 140 tonnes of sweets, 700,000 bars of chocolate, 220,000 boxes of chocolates, 300,000 bunches of flowers, thousands of soft toys and other gift articles. 74 decorated floats, 67 tractors, 50 Ford baggage trucks. Material used, 4,200 metres of roof battens, 5,000 metres of wire, 6,500 sq.m. wire mesh, 2,000 sq.m. of fibreboard, 1.5 hundredweight nails and.

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nie myśl sobie
że od tak


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2006-05-05 13:31:04 >>Manowar - Master Of The Wind

In the silence of the darkness when all are fast
Asleep I live inside a dream calling to your spirit
As a sail calls the wind, hear the angel sing
Far beyond the sun across the western sky
Reach into the blackness find a silver line
In a voice I whisper a candle in the night
We'll carry all our dreams on a single beam of light
Close your eyes, look into the dream
Winds of change will winds of fortune bring

Fly away to a rainbow in the sky gold is at the end
For each of us to find there the road begins
Where another one will end here the four winds
Know who will break and who will bend
All to be the master of the wind

Falling stars now light my way my life was
Written on the wind clouds above, clouds
Below high ascend the dream within
When the wind.

Miasto Lwa

piątek, 26 grudnia 2008
Przedwojenny Lwów: Chór Dana - Tango Łyczakowskie, 1930
This tango - whose name "Łyczakowskie" comes from the name of the Lwow's colourful suburb "Łyczaków" - is one of the whole series of pre-war songs about the city of Lwow.
Ever since the loss of Lwow to USSR after the year 1945 - due to post-war Western allies' obedience to Stalins' pressure on depriving Poland of this most heroic of the Polish cities, who always firmly guarded Poland's eastern border - the memory of Lwow has remained forever the non-healing wound for each of Polish hearts.

Chór Dana acc. by accordeon - Tango Łyczakowskie(L.Haber/Z.P.Haar) Odeon c. 1930



Ich języków, za kilka pokoleń nasz gatunek będzie na wymarciu!
Naukowcy jednak uspokajają – najnowsze badania wyraźnie dowodzą, że większość ludzi za nic nie zwraca uwagi na wygląd języka u swoich życiowych partnerów.

(Wykorzystano fragmenty prac pana prof. Karla Zunge i pani prof. Marie Parler z University of Advanced Tongue Studies w New Jersey)”

- Pewna gazeta codzienna, piątek, 7.01.2005

No, to mnie uspokoili...


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"... I don't have the feeling that I write my books. I have the feeling
that my books get written through me and that once they have got across me
I feel empty and nothing is left...
I never had, and still do not have, the perception of feeling my personal identity.
I appear to myself as the place where something is going on, but there is no "I",
no "me". Each of us is a kind of crossroads where things happen.
The crossroads is purely passive; something happens there.
A different thing, equally valid, happens elswhere.
There is no choice, it is just a matter of chance."
Claude Levi-Strauss
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