Before dealing only with gossip, become covered with tattoos horrible that not even a rapper fool and take a slap on television with Sgarbi, Roberto D'Agostino enjoyed even a sign of exciting services for Mr. Fantasy. Exactly how this absurd report on the mysterious Great Conspiracy of Pordenone, one of the most interesting things ever produced in Italy, communications and music. Beyond the (undoubted) underrated groups of artistic value and the strange names like - or only appreciated by connoisseurs - like 001 Cancer, Waalt Diisneey Production, Mess, Sexy Angels and Andy Warhol Banana Technicolor, a comparison with the current paucity almost merciless (silently of course, the monstrosity of the RAI license plate 2011). Because, as they remembered the Tampax, "Pordenone can be London, but London will never be Pordenone" ...
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