Sparta, here comes France!

Astazi. Astazi ne-am trezit mai de dimineata decat oricand. Am hotarat anapoda, adica mai impotriva unor recomandari, ca vom purta scrieri pe degete. si vor fi permanente. Pana cand or rezista adica.

Ne-am intalnit cu Mircea Radu, dar era prea ravasit sa ne salute si am scos din cuptor niste minunatii de chifle bacon-uite cu sunca taraneasca si trase prin niste albus de ou.

And just right now Beards told me that I wrote in Romanian. True, but do excuse me, please, 'cause that's the first language I have ever heard. And the first to lay words on this blog.

This is our first blog. Together. About whatever we feel close to us. A bit of cute, a bit of rough. some bread and roses, some design and fashion. Like Sparta entering France. And the other way around.

First writing, first emotions. Damn you, right words that only come when they feel like it. At least the dejeuner that we had early in the evening was a blow. A great one, in fact.

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