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Questo è il momento in cui voi fate una scelta. Cosa ne pensate se potreste avere il potere.........ora?
In ogni generazione nasce una cacciatrice perchè un gruppetto di uomini che sono morti migliaia di anni fa hanno stabilito
questa regola. Erano uomini potenti!
Questa donna è più potente di tutti loro messi assieme.
Così, io dico: "Cambiamo la regola". Io dico che il mio potere dovrebbe essere il nostro potere.
Domani, Willow userà l'essenza della falce per cambiare il nostro destino.
D'ora in poi, ogni ragazza nel mondo che potrebbe essere una cacciatrice, sarà una cacciatrice.
Ogni ragazza che potrebbe avere il potere, avrà il potere.
Può resistere, resisterà.
Cacciatrici, ciascuna di noi. Fate la vostra scelta. Siete pronte ad essere.................potenti?

CAMPIONI D'ITALIA!!!!!! 17


IBRAHIMOVIC IS GOD


"I am Illyria, God-King of the Primordium, Shaper of Things! I possess so much grace--more grace than this bag of sticks could express. I was the immaculate embodiment of rule. When the world met me, it shuddered, groaned; it knelt at my feet. Do you know what you were when I was young? You were the muck at our feet. We called you "the ooze that eats itself." You were pretty at night. You sparkled and you stank. You still stink of it! All I am is what I am. I lived seven lives at once. I was power and the ecstasy of Death. I was God to a god. I walked worlds of smoke and half-truths, intangible; worlds of torment and of unnameable beauty; opaline towers as high as small moons; glaciers that rippled with incensing lust--and one world with nothing but shrimp: I tired of that one quickly.
In my time nightmares walked among us. Walked and danced skewering victims in plain sight laying their fears and desires out for everyone to see. They used to make us laugh. And now nightmares are trapped inside the heads of humans pitiful echoes of themselves. I wonder whom they angered to merit such a fate."


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Vaffanculo a Napoleone, il Moulin Rouge, Platini, a la Baguette, gli Champs-Elysèes, la Bastiglia, Manet, Monet, quel frocio di Ribaud, il Gobbo di Notre Dame, la Novelle Cousine, Alain Delon, il Rolland Garros, Saint Vincent, Saint Tropez, Rien ne va plus, les jeux sont faits, je suis Catherine Deneuve!!!! FORZA AZZURRI!!!


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CAMPIONI D'ITALIA!!!!!! 17


IBRAHIMOVIC IS GOD


"I am Illyria, God-King of the Primordium, Shaper of Things! I possess so much grace--more grace than this bag of sticks could express. I was the immaculate embodiment of rule. When the world met me, it shuddered, groaned; it knelt at my feet. Do you know what you were when I was young? You were the muck at our feet. We called you "the ooze that eats itself." You were pretty at night. You sparkled and you stank. You still stink of it! All I am is what I am. I lived seven lives at once. I was power and the ecstasy of Death. I was God to a god. I walked worlds of smoke and half-truths, intangible; worlds of torment and of unnameable beauty; opaline towers as high as small moons; glaciers that rippled with incensing lust--and one world with nothing but shrimp: I tired of that one quickly.
In my time nightmares walked among us. Walked and danced skewering victims in plain sight laying their fears and desires out for everyone to see. They used to make us laugh. And now nightmares are trapped inside the heads of humans pitiful echoes of themselves. I wonder whom they angered to merit such a fate."


CAMPIONI DEL MONDO! CAMPIONI DEL MONDO! CAMPIONI DEL MONDO! CAMPIONI DEL MONDO!

Vaffanculo a Napoleone, il Moulin Rouge, Platini, a la Baguette, gli Champs-Elysèes, la Bastiglia, Manet, Monet, quel frocio di Ribaud, il Gobbo di Notre Dame, la Novelle Cousine, Alain Delon, il Rolland Garros, Saint Vincent, Saint Tropez, Rien ne va plus, les jeux sont faits, je suis Catherine Deneuve!!!! FORZA AZZURRI!!!


AVRIL THE BEST


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CAMPIONI D'ITALIA!!!!!! 17


IBRAHIMOVIC IS GOD


"I am Illyria, God-King of the Primordium, Shaper of Things! I possess so much grace--more grace than this bag of sticks could express. I was the immaculate embodiment of rule. When the world met me, it shuddered, groaned; it knelt at my feet. Do you know what you were when I was young? You were the muck at our feet. We called you "the ooze that eats itself." You were pretty at night. You sparkled and you stank. You still stink of it! All I am is what I am. I lived seven lives at once. I was power and the ecstasy of Death. I was God to a god. I walked worlds of smoke and half-truths, intangible; worlds of torment and of unnameable beauty; opaline towers as high as small moons; glaciers that rippled with incensing lust--and one world with nothing but shrimp: I tired of that one quickly.
In my time nightmares walked among us. Walked and danced skewering victims in plain sight laying their fears and desires out for everyone to see. They used to make us laugh. And now nightmares are trapped inside the heads of humans pitiful echoes of themselves. I wonder whom they angered to merit such a fate."


CAMPIONI DEL MONDO! CAMPIONI DEL MONDO! CAMPIONI DEL MONDO! CAMPIONI DEL MONDO!

Vaffanculo a Napoleone, il Moulin Rouge, Platini, a la Baguette, gli Champs-Elysèes, la Bastiglia, Manet, Monet, quel frocio di Ribaud, il Gobbo di Notre Dame, la Novelle Cousine, Alain Delon, il Rolland Garros, Saint Vincent, Saint Tropez, Rien ne va plus, les jeux sont faits, je suis Catherine Deneuve!!!! FORZA AZZURRI!!!


AVRIL THE BEST


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CAMPIONI D'ITALIA!!!!!! 17


IBRAHIMOVIC IS GOD


"I am Illyria, God-King of the Primordium, Shaper of Things! I possess so much grace--more grace than this bag of sticks could express. I was the immaculate embodiment of rule. When the world met me, it shuddered, groaned; it knelt at my feet. Do you know what you were when I was young? You were the muck at our feet. We called you "the ooze that eats itself." You were pretty at night. You sparkled and you stank. You still stink of it! All I am is what I am. I lived seven lives at once. I was power and the ecstasy of Death. I was God to a god. I walked worlds of smoke and half-truths, intangible; worlds of torment and of unnameable beauty; opaline towers as high as small moons; glaciers that rippled with incensing lust--and one world with nothing but shrimp: I tired of that one quickly.
In my time nightmares walked among us. Walked and danced skewering victims in plain sight laying their fears and desires out for everyone to see. They used to make us laugh. And now nightmares are trapped inside the heads of humans pitiful echoes of themselves. I wonder whom they angered to merit such a fate."


CAMPIONI DEL MONDO! CAMPIONI DEL MONDO! CAMPIONI DEL MONDO! CAMPIONI DEL MONDO!

Vaffanculo a Napoleone, il Moulin Rouge, Platini, a la Baguette, gli Champs-Elysèes, la Bastiglia, Manet, Monet, quel frocio di Ribaud, il Gobbo di Notre Dame, la Novelle Cousine, Alain Delon, il Rolland Garros, Saint Vincent, Saint Tropez, Rien ne va plus, les jeux sont faits, je suis Catherine Deneuve!!!! FORZA AZZURRI!!!


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