Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Varadero Cuba Dolphin Swim

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Call them by their true name: CHAT.
Who are they? What are they for?
... I wondered what I'd say if I had at my disposal a few minutes on a national average. What topic would you prefer to communicate with millions of people? For a few seconds I wonder why this thought of mine. Perhaps because it has become easier to communicate with one person in seconds, from anywhere in the world, almost. I want more!
What a great frustration that sop that leaves us express our ideas only from a mobile phone. I want more! Then give us internet, network. As ancient tribes that have been donated a divine object, start to feel hungry for contact, virtual relationships. Accepted absurd names to give us a nick name and put on to confuse other stories online. They let us go into a chat where you leave the bitch part is that each of us, the instinct to lie, insidious desire to harass, to spy.
I want more! The chat and become as a professional forum. Cool! The photo, resume, personal data, preferences, interests, ... I give and receive information ... bullshit!
I want more! ... The blog ... how much effort, but ... if I neglect, ...
I want more! Intervistatemi, write me, coccolatemi interest ... sent me for me. I want more! The time for silence is the true luxury.

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