Orson, Orson, Orson, so cynical, so genial...
You know, the Machiavellian Borja family was from Gandia, Valencia; and compared with Valencia, Sicily is just a school playground. Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckooo!
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MOVING AIMLESSLY FROM PLACE TO PLACE
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- The Great Smurf
- The Great Smurf has come back to Smurf Village after a long time spent in a very far place on the other end side of the world named Penguin Mura, but still looks at the world with his usual sidelong glance!
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- Never Been in England or Why My English is so Poor
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- Wasn't today a holiday?
- The Borgia or the Cuckoo Clock?
- The Incompleteness of the Butterfly Effect
- An, An, An, Tottemo Daisuki Doraemon!!
- of Trencadissos and Trencadisses
- And Yet, Another Piece of Junk
- "Et suco a tu!" o La Venedora de Mandarines
- What Is All About? Being a Garrulo?
- Meditating among Little Buddhas
- It's Beyond my Control or How to Philosophize with...
- The French Connection
- More Snow in Poblet!
- Qui Perd els Origens, Perd la Identitat...
- Valencia, la Tierra de las Flores, de la Luz y del...
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- Christmas Present
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- El Delta de l'Ebre
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- My Last Days in Japan, The Movie
- Mare Nostrum, December 2009
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