<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661829670327341219</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:21:02.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pebloc</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pebloc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661829670327341219/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pebloc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>urbanviolet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08738335789892735525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661829670327341219.post-153612600901457577</id><published>2010-09-26T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T03:13:11.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buchetul de flori al bărbatului fără mâini</title><content type='html'>Imaginaţi-vă un bărbat pe la vreo 30 de ani in pasaj la Unirii. Nu, nu cerşea, deşi condiţia lui fizică, i-ar fi dus pe mulţi cu gândul spre acolo. Era un bărbat îndrăgostit şi fără mâini. Exact, în loc de mâini, avea cioturi. De la cot în jos mai avea 2 cioturi mai scurte de 5 centimetri. A trecut zburând pe lângă mine şi abia dupa 1 minut am realizat că nu avea mâini. Mi-a scăpărat fulgerător prin faţa ochilor, însă, un buchet de trandafiri roşii. Pe scara rulantă am apucat să-l studiez mai bine. Ţinea buchetul de flori care se zbătea haotic din cauza curentului, cu ciotul mâinii stângi, srâns lipit partea de sus a mâinii.Am rămas hipnotizată şi l-am urmărit până şi-a întâlnit iubita. Atâta sensibilitate cât am văzut în gesturile lor nu mi-a mai fost dat să văd de mult timp!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661829670327341219-153612600901457577?l=pebloc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pebloc.blogspot.com/feeds/153612600901457577/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pebloc.blogspot.com/2010/09/buchetul-de-flori-al-barbatului-fara.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661829670327341219/posts/default/153612600901457577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661829670327341219/posts/default/153612600901457577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pebloc.blogspot.com/2010/09/buchetul-de-flori-al-barbatului-fara.html' title='Buchetul de flori al bărbatului fără mâini'/><author><name>urbanviolet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08738335789892735525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661829670327341219.post-4490008412066662994</id><published>2010-09-23T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T13:24:49.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invitatie</title><content type='html'>Era devreme in dimineata in care m-am hotarat sa-mi schimb blogul.&amp;nbsp;Un soare de septembrie plin de inceputuri. De ce sa mai stau intr-un loc pe care nu il mai simt al meu. Asa cum am mai spus-o, odata&amp;nbsp;pe an simt ca trebuie sa devin alta.&amp;nbsp;Anul acesta mi-am schimbat casuta virtuala.&amp;nbsp;pebloc e un loc din care poti sa vezi tot, in&amp;nbsp;perspectiva, orizontul, cerul, pasarile. Esti&amp;nbsp;sus si mai aproape de vise. E locul in care poti sa faci plaja dezbracat, sa fumezi cat vrei, sa dansezi daca asta ti-e pofta si sa "fotografiezi" de sus orasul. Bine ati venit peblocul meu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661829670327341219-4490008412066662994?l=pebloc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pebloc.blogspot.com/feeds/4490008412066662994/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pebloc.blogspot.com/2010/09/invitatie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661829670327341219/posts/default/4490008412066662994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661829670327341219/posts/default/4490008412066662994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pebloc.blogspot.com/2010/09/invitatie.html' title='Invitatie'/><author><name>urbanviolet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08738335789892735525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661829670327341219.post-6791944434735235260</id><published>2010-09-23T13:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T13:26:24.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru ca nu am avut titlu</title><content type='html'>E prea frig&amp;nbsp; si prea cald afara, in acelasi timp...Nu ma inteleg nici eu asa cum nu ma astept sa ma intelegi tu..Doar o pruna vinetie de pe masa si pisica aproape adormita la picioarele mele ma mai privesc acum. E un soi de tristete in toamna asta si mi-e dor sa mananc castane coapte in timp ce ma plimb alaturi de tine intr-un oras vechi si aproape pustiu. Tu n-ai chip in visul meu, dar stiu ca-mi esti drag, ca ma strangi de mana cand trecem strada si imi asezi esarfa care se incapataneaza sa nu-mi stea in jurul gatului.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661829670327341219-6791944434735235260?l=pebloc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pebloc.blogspot.com/feeds/6791944434735235260/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pebloc.blogspot.com/2010/09/pentru-ca-nu-am-avut-titlu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661829670327341219/posts/default/6791944434735235260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661829670327341219/posts/default/6791944434735235260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pebloc.blogspot.com/2010/09/pentru-ca-nu-am-avut-titlu.html' title='Pentru ca nu am avut titlu'/><author><name>urbanviolet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08738335789892735525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
