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when you have a brother who does nothing but talk Spider-Man and his new series of the clone at the end you find yourself reading it and draw it:)
clone spidey I dedicate this to my brother

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There is a new girl

in comunità è arrivata una ragazza nuova. magrissima, da fare impressione. ovviamente, non mangia nulla. uno joghurt a pranzo e uno a cena. ci guardava dal capo estremo del tavolo con due occhi indagatori mentre mangiavamo. mi si stringe lo stomaco a pensare che una volta anche io ero così.
per la prima volta da tanto tempo devo confrontarmi con una magrezza del genere. per la prima volta, non riesco a trovarla bella. mi ispira solo un'istintiva paura.

parla tanto, ma solo di cibo. seguita a ripetere che pesa 38 chili e che è
malata da 5 anni. e poi che vorrebbe mangiare ma non riesce. e poi centinaia di altre parole simili. cibo, dimagrire, peso. ancora e ancora.
E non ho mai visto degli occhi vuoti in quel modo. di I have seen so many desperate eyes, sore its not hopeless. is not sad. has the eyes of a doll. appear to be a curtain that is fragile and there only to cover anything.

I have moved a bed and they put me alone with her.
a side that makes me proud, because the new
are made only with those who have been along the path, or at least able to bear the weight of the early days ... but in doing so I took away from my two
dear friends, one of which is in the room with me always, from day one ... we have seen both change and we became like sisters ...
the evening, chatting, we used the "scratch card", joked and discussed
Late ...
and now ... now I was put into the company of this girl so close to me before, as far away, light years from the world.

makes me a little 'uncomfortable. does not believe that they are still slightly underweight.
insisted last night I went to ask what was my minimum weight.
I repeat that these things are not important, what matters more than
I'm here, you're here. as people and not as illnesses. I finally broke down and I told my weight minimum: 40
and she said that in fact there was a low weight. desolation that I felt, Alora.
before her as if he had no right to say: I have suffered. as if I were not
never been "quite anorexic."
thought I put them on, certain things. but I fear her return.
I understand and want to help. but instinct tells me to keep it out.

eat, work, laugh and move on. but his eyes are illusory across the table. his eyes, the old deceiver spell.