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    <title>&quot;A me funziona&quot; - Riflessioni</title>
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    <title>Sull'informazione</title>
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    &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ankh-Morpork was, for example, denied the benefit of newspapers, leaving the population to fool themselves as best as they could.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- Terry Pratchett in “&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maskerade&quot;&gt;Maskerade&lt;/a&gt;“, 1995 
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    <pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 21:38:15 +0200</pubDate>
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    <title>Alta cucina</title>
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    &lt;blockquote&gt;Elzar: &lt;em&gt;&quot;Here you go, big spender. Fois gras and caviar.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Dr. Zoidberg: &lt;em&gt;&quot;Goose liver? Fish eggs? Where&#039;s the goose? Where&#039;s the fish?&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Elzar: &lt;em&gt;&quot;Hey, that&#039;s what rich people eat. The garbage parts of the food.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- Futurama, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Three_Hundred_Big_Boys&quot;&gt;Three hundred big boys&lt;/a&gt;, 2003 
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    <pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 18:12:32 +0200</pubDate>
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    <title>Rivelazioni</title>
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    &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;This is damn good wine,&quot; she said, picking up another bottle. &quot;What did you say it&#039;s called?&quot; She peered at the label. &quot;Chateau Maison? Chat-eau... That&#039;s foreign for cat&#039;s water, you know.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- Terry Pratchett in “&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lords_and_Ladies_(novel)&quot;&gt;Lords and ladies&lt;/a&gt;“, 1992 
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    <pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 21:27:58 +0200</pubDate>
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    <title>Coincidenze</title>
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    &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two pale glows appeared at the edge of the lamplight. Eventually they turned out to be the eyes of a small grey creature, vaguely froglike, paddling towards them on a log.&lt;br /&gt;
It reached the boat. Long clammy fingers grabbed the side, and a lugubrious face rose level with Nanny Ogg&#039;s.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039; &#039;ullo,&#039; it said. &#039;It&#039;sss my birthday.&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[...] Granny Weatherwax picked up an oar and hit it firmly over the head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- Terry Pratchett in “&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Witches_Abroad&quot;&gt;Witches abroad&lt;/a&gt;“, 1991 
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    <pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 23:11:47 +0200</pubDate>
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    <title>Nodi</title>
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    &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only a few people had survived to carry to the barbarian peoples in the less-advanced parts of the Disc all the arts and crafts of civilization, such as usury and macrame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- Terry Pratchett in “&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moving_Pictures_(novel)&quot;&gt;Moving pictures&lt;/a&gt;“, 1990 
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    <pubDate>Wed, 04 Mar 2009 23:54:55 +0100</pubDate>
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    <title>Nuove generazioni</title>
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    &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;...a bright red-and-white notice which read: &quot;You don&#039;t have to be &#039;damned&#039; to work here, but it helps!!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Rincewind squinted up at the notice. [...] &quot;Multiple explanation marks,&quot; he went on, shaking his head, &quot;are a sure sign of a diseased mind.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- Terry Pratchett in “&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eric_(novel)&quot;&gt;&lt;s&gt;Faust&lt;/s&gt; Eric&lt;/a&gt;“, 1990 
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    <pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 22:13:27 +0100</pubDate>
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    <title>Sanita'</title>
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    &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ankh-Morpork didn&#039;t have many hospitals. All the Guilds maintained their own sanitariums, and there were a few public ones run by the odder religious organizations - like the Balancing Monks - but by and large medical assistance was nonexistent and people had to die inefficiently, without the aid of doctors.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- Terry Pratchett in “&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guards_Guards&quot;&gt;Guards! Guards!&lt;/a&gt;“, 1989 
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    <pubDate>Sun, 01 Feb 2009 18:49:13 +0100</pubDate>
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    <title>Antichi lavori</title>
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    &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&#039;There must be a hundred silver dollars in here.&#039; moaned Boggis, waving a purse. &#039;I mean, that&#039;s not my league. That&#039;s not my class. I can&#039;t handle that sort of money. You&#039;ve got to be in the Guild of Lawyers or something to steal that much.&#039;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- Terry Pratchett in “&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wyrd_sisters&quot;&gt;Wyrd sisters&lt;/a&gt;“, 1988 
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    <pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 23:24:58 +0100</pubDate>
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    <title>Saggezza popolare</title>
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    &lt;blockquote&gt;E&#039; sempre cosi&#039;, quando cresci col primo bastone, poi bisogna cambiarlo perche&#039; e&#039; corto.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- Gianluca M., 10/11/2008 
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    <pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 19:02:45 +0100</pubDate>
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    <title>Chi non sa…</title>
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    &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘It would seem that you have no useful skill or talent whatsoever,’ he said. ‘Have you thought of going into teaching?’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- Terry Pratchett in “&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mort&quot;&gt;Mort&lt;/a&gt;“, 1987 
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    <pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 20:59:00 +0100</pubDate>
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    <title>Già vent’anni fa</title>
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    &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;[...] other people preferred to make money without working at all, and since the Disc had yet to develop a music recording industry they were forced to fall back on older, more traditional forms of banditry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- Terry Pratchett in “&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Equal_Rites&quot;&gt;Equal rites&lt;/a&gt;“, 1987 
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    <pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 20:21:00 +0100</pubDate>
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