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Baba Radu IulianBI

Baba Radu Iulian

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Realizator TV Emisiune "Pericol de viata" Emisiune cu target tineri intre 14 si 20 de ani Emisiune difuzata la TV NEPTUN Constanta Premiul I la TINERE CONDEIE pentru piesa de teatru - "HOT ZONE IN '89" One Minute Films Hungary - " A question about shoes" Budapesta 2003 Extreme Passion Festival Sweden " A small story about my country" Stockholm 2003 Student in Anul I la UNATC "I. L Caragiale" Bucuresti sectia Regie Film si Televizune UNATC 2005 "Compozitie de cadru" Bucuresti 2005 UNATC 2006 "SEX APPEAL" Bucuresti 2006 UNATC 2007 "SECUNDA 0" UNATC 2007 "TRIP FM" UNATC 2007 "THANK U FOR A WONDERFULL ORDINARY DAY"

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Nadine GordimerNG

Nadine Gordimer

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Premiul Nobel pentru Literatură. Nadine Gordimer (n 20 noiembrie 1923 în Springs, provincia Gauteng, Transvaal) este cea mai cunoscută scriitoare sud-africană. Nadine Gordimer s-a născut într-o familie de emigranți evrei săraci. Ea a început să scrie foarte devreme și prima ei carte s-a publicat când avea 14 ani. În 1974 primește premiul Booker Prize, iar în 1991 va fi desemnată cu Premiul Nobel pentru Literatură. Romane Zile mincinoase (romanul ei de debut) (The Lying Days, 1953) O lume de străini (A World of Strangers, 1958) (Occasion for Loving, 1963) (The Late Bourgeois World, 1966) Un oaspete de onoare (A Guest of Honour, 1970) Ecologistul, distins cu Premiul Booker (The Conservationist, 1974) Fiica lui Burger (Burger's Daughter, 1979) Oamenii lui Julie (July's People, 1981) (Sport of Nature, 1987) Povestea fiului meu (My Son's Story, 1990) Nimeni care să mă însoțeasca (None to Accompany Me, 1994) Arma din casa (The House Gun, 1998) (The Pickup, 2001)

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dan mariusDM

dan marius

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"Well, I've been a disclaimer for twenty-four years Poor mother drowned in a pillow of tears Im well known in story, famous in song The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong My crime is discomfort, my mind ill at ease Old crow on my shoulder, my favorite disease My siblings, my rivals might tend to my wake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake And all the grand expectations of an epic of wealth Leave me long to crawl back to the womb Well, I've tasted your grace, placed it back on the shelf Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Well, I came from this city, a victim of peace But I've grown far too filthy to attend to the feast So I'll take to the hills to live savage and free I don't need nobody, nobody needs me I don't need nobody, nobody needs me" http://www.obliothedagger.blogspot.com/

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Radu Contes

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The beginning of my childhood was profoundly marked by one of my grandfather’s passions – literature. For him reading, living, the writings of so many did not seem to be enough, so he began writing his own stories that still echo in my memory and in my heart. I remember that one day I went to him and asked “What are you writing about?”. Looking at me for only a second and returning his eyes at the ink stained notebook he answered: “My life”. Regretful, I confess that that was the last dialogue we had. After that I began reading, reading everything he was writing. Two years after his death, I had met someone who changed everything. I stopped reading and began writing myself. It was such a new feeling. It seemed to be never ending. It still feels. Since the first time, you may think I am exaggerating, but it really was the first time I saw her when I felt this sudden urge of writing. Words like “Thank you” seem meaningless compared to the things that you have done for me.

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Gilca VictoriaGV

Gilca Victoria

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Militaru Raluca Iuliana

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Buna!Ai mei mi-au pus doua nume, si anume: Raluca si Iuliana.Dragii de ei...Oare la ce s-au gandit cand le-au ales?De ani de zile incerc sa ma obisnuiesc cu ele si imi spun mereu:”Eiii...lasa ca merge!”Am dreptate nu?Va mai spun ceva:de cate ori o intreb pe Raluca ce parere are despre Iuliana, aceasta spune ca nu o intelege,iar parerea Iulianei despre Raluca este ca nici ea nu o intelege.Deci sunt convinsa ca nu ati inteles mare lucru. Sunt o adolescenta de 17 ani. Hobby-uri mele sunt: poezia, cugetarile despre viata, memoriile din jurnal, limba si literatuta romana, limba latina si frumoasele-i texte, muzica, dansul, pictura(in special picturile de pe peretii camerei mele), rochitele(:X) si nu in ultimul rand arta culinara( in special dulciuri: tarte, prajituri, torturi, fursecuri, biscuiti,etc.-pasiune mostenita de la mana) Sunt nascuta in orasul Tulcea, judetul Tulcea, Romania. Am inceput sa scriu din primul an de liceu, iar acum literatura a devenit pentru mine un mod de a trai...

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Tudor Damian

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My name is Tudor Damian, but friends call me Tudy. I was born April 12, 1984, in Bistrita, Romania. I have been living in Cluj-Napoca since 2003. A few things about me: I work in System Administration for a hosting company in the US, and I’m interested in technology, web standards and systems and network security. I also like anything that has to do with astronomy & astrology, photography, chess, logic puzzles, new-age music and oriental philosophy. As far as my literary preferences go, I like "classic" Sci-Fi (Isaac Asimov, Frank Herbert, Arthur C. Clarke, Douglas Adams) and English poetry (William Blake, Edgar Allan Poe). Over the years, I won a few prizes at local and national poetry and prose contests, and had my texts published in a few magazines. You can find more info about me, and some of the texts I've written on my personal web page (www.tudy.ro).

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Bobby BigBB

Bobby Big

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My name is Bobby, I`m a man of 53 years old, heterosexual, Caucasian (white), Christian, I`m born in Romania - Brasov. at 10 March 1958, my zodiac sign is pisces, I live in ....my city... & I`m here only for you... my sweety... :) Bobby Big58.

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patrasco stefanPS

patrasco stefan

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my birthday 19 mai 1988! ascult punk, si sunt din Telenesti, Republica Moldova! Id yahoo mesenger: ochi_de_gheta

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danaaaD

danaaa

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My past is of no importance to you...

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Dive in my vein

de Andrei Dumitrescu

Dive in my vein, I\'m alive... Feel my pain strifeing outside the walls, Take a dive down the pipes into my soul, Dig into my story... your wing on my clouds, your Ming dinasty nails into my hair,...

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not ...

de Andrei Dumitrescu

I will not sell my story and I will not yell my story to any spectators or strangers or angels, but only whisper it to the falling leaves and crushing thunders, and strayed thieves playing the...

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Chase your song

de Florea Ana-Maria

It was raining, again- it was normal and expected. Thoughts were sailing through the rain, trying not to get wet, not to be stopped by the strong,wicked clouds. It was the kind of night in which you...

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Black September

de Dumitrescu Gabriel

Sometimes I run,sometimes I cry I often want to fly so high... That\'s why I\'m so lonely and cry Because there\'s no other sunshine. But it\'s not lost And I still crawl Just like a bug And a huge...

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Nights in Melbourne

de Bianca

FADE IN EXT. RANDOM LANDSCAPE– DAY (BACKGROUND MUSIC: SAVAGE GARDEN- TRULY MADLY DEEPLY) The sun sets. The clouds are moving slowly, covering big parts of the sky. CHRISTIE V.O. Dear diary, I don’t...

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Poem

de Iulia Caba

I sink into my past Contemplating the beauty of my self. I am my own story Told with a whispering voice, With a sincere innocence By the foaming waves Of my souls.

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Scrisoarea lui Mardare din Toronto pentru iubita lui din România

de Viorel Gaita

Dragă darling, Stau intr-un two and a half and I’m staring la picture-ul pe care mi l-ai trimis lately pe e-mail. Parcă in cel de acum două săptamâni n-aveai boob-șii așa de mari. Mă uit la ei și-mi...

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Just laughing out the pain. Story of my life

de George Asztalos

Îmi amintesc o bătaie cruntă încasată de la taică-meu vitreg Eram un țînc curios am aprins un chibrit Și l-am băgat în mingea nouă a lui soră-mea Habar nu aveam de ce primește doar ea Toate jucăriile...

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monster 2

de emilian valeriu pal

dimineața cînd ies din casă toți cîinii mă amușină frigul îmi comprimă gîndurile ca într-un tren personal unde stăm claie peste grămadă. de regulă nu mă gîndesc ce va fi cum va fi ziua de azi. știu...

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oase de pui

de alice drogoreanu

în giratoriul de la gară e statuia cu vultur / de fapt s-ar putea să fie cu aviatori/ eu o cred cu vultur pentru că am găsit niște ilustrate undeva și era un vultur acolo. de 9 mai de jur împrejur e...

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