<?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-5712544809329824470</id><updated>2011-12-03T09:23:04.509-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Livre Impressão</title><subtitle type='html'>Uma nova visão sobre velhas coisas. As novas coisas sob a velha visão. Um pouco de tudo. O tudo do nada.Imagens que valem por mil palavras.Palavras que não valem nada.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-8882747950494791060</id><published>2011-12-02T08:52:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T08:59:09.891-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ILUSION</title><content type='html'>Solidão, desespero e dor. O rompimento dos laços invisíveis e a ilusão do instante eterno. Fotonovela produzida por Éverton Rigatti, para a pós-graduação em cinema da UCS. Com Vera Lúcia Macke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hz89vuR7SHg" allowfullscreen="" width="420" frameborder="0" height="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-8882747950494791060?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/8882747950494791060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/12/ilusion_02.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8882747950494791060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8882747950494791060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/12/ilusion_02.html' title='ILUSION'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hz89vuR7SHg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-7296083760556025181</id><published>2011-08-18T09:49:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T10:21:53.022-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Duras e belas</title><content type='html'>Paredes são do mal.Elas dividem, separam, isolam, delimitam, bloqueiam.Mas quando elas são vaidosas, ah, como nos dão alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVnfdiCJin8/Tk0QmzgWk2I/AAAAAAAAATI/BnMBq5BWhWs/s1600/pariseamsterdam_0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVnfdiCJin8/Tk0QmzgWk2I/AAAAAAAAATI/BnMBq5BWhWs/s400/pariseamsterdam_0959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642184167012078434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TJlxaA_JLbU/Tk0OvyfYAyI/AAAAAAAAATA/9JDBVhRozBE/s1600/BS11_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TJlxaA_JLbU/Tk0OvyfYAyI/AAAAAAAAATA/9JDBVhRozBE/s400/BS11_0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642182122335109922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buenos Aires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l1hgQalhruk/Tk0OT1IsSMI/AAAAAAAAASw/XFnU0K7Pa3E/s1600/cartao1_1106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l1hgQalhruk/Tk0OT1IsSMI/AAAAAAAAASw/XFnU0K7Pa3E/s400/cartao1_1106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642181642008938690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sFk--RTBDE/Tk0OTn6WoAI/AAAAAAAAASo/CLJ48Ib1GaI/s1600/BS11_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sFk--RTBDE/Tk0OTn6WoAI/AAAAAAAAASo/CLJ48Ib1GaI/s400/BS11_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642181638459138050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buenos Aires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2TDIecBU9Jc/Tk0OUKz9L_I/AAAAAAAAAS4/JhTQmgGiguo/s1600/cartao1_1599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2TDIecBU9Jc/Tk0OUKz9L_I/AAAAAAAAAS4/JhTQmgGiguo/s400/cartao1_1599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642181647827546098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Barcelona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-7296083760556025181?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/7296083760556025181/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/08/duras-e-belas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/7296083760556025181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/7296083760556025181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/08/duras-e-belas.html' title='Duras e belas'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVnfdiCJin8/Tk0QmzgWk2I/AAAAAAAAATI/BnMBq5BWhWs/s72-c/pariseamsterdam_0959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-3076468989983561047</id><published>2011-08-08T14:36:00.020-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T13:04:35.097-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZk16pF7OgI/TkA_PIcnhNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8Mmui3vVxXg/s1600/outras_2278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZk16pF7OgI/TkA_PIcnhNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8Mmui3vVxXg/s400/outras_2278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638576262665962706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rádio é uma paixão avassaladora, uma  obsessão com a qual convivo desde a minha infância.Me refiro não ao objeto, dos quais até tenho uma pequena coleção, mas sim à linguagem, com suas pausas, silêncios e entonações utilizados na construção da mensagem a ser transmitida. Como ouvinte ardoroso, e já tendo estudado bastante sobre o assunto,  me permito avaliar que pouco a pouco este maravilhoso veículo de comunicação vai sendo destruído. Seja pela incompetência dos novos profissionais da área, eles mesmos não-ouvintes,  nascidos em tempos de informação instantânea na rede e treinados pelas faculdades para redigir as notícias sem sair da frente da tela do computador, seja pelo descaso com que é tratado pelos seus proprietários e anunciantes, que dão toda a prioridade econômica à insossa televisão, ele caminha inexoravelmente para o fim. Pelo menos no Brasil. Porque ainda existem países onde ele segue firme e forte na sua bela missão. É o caso da Argentina ( confesso, outra de minhas paixões), onde as emissoras investem forte e recebem retorno de audiência, e, consequentemente  financeiro, pelo aporte publicitário. Mitre, &lt;a href="http://www.continental.com.ar/"&gt;Continental&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.continental.com.ar/"&gt; Belgrano&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://www.rivadavia.com.ar/"&gt;Rivadávia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amdelplata.com/"&gt;Del Plata&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://www.radionacional.com.ar/"&gt;Nacional da Argentina&lt;/a&gt; são algumas das emissoras  que me fazem companhia nas madrugadas de sono tardio, sintonizadas em AM mesmo, aproveitando o fato de que neste horário os sinais entram forte aqui no estado. A escola argentina de rádio tem um estilo muito próprio, marcado pela opinião , uso de colunistas para assuntos  específicos, tais como cinema, teatro, política etc e a utilização do locutor comercial, para que não se confunda o que é propaganda do que é conteúdo jornalístico. Além disso, os programas são bastante personificados na figura do apresentador, e nomes como Fernando Bravo, Chiche Gelblung, Magdalena Ruiz Guiñazú e Alejandro Dolina (&lt;a href="http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2010/02/boa-vinganca.html"&gt;clique para ver postagem antiga&lt;/a&gt;) são verdadeiros ídolos nacionais.&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, um estilo bastante semelhante ao jeito gaúcho de se fazer rádio. O problema é que por aqui não existe um esforço para formação de novos profissionais, com o fim de  substituir uma geração de grandes talentos forjados na prática e na paixão, que já se encaminha para a aposentadoria e  cujo trabalho deixará marcas na história da radiofonia brasileira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Fotografia feita na Feira de &lt;a href="http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/12/feira-de-tristan-narvaja.html"&gt;Tristán Narvaja&lt;/a&gt;, Montevideo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-3076468989983561047?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/3076468989983561047/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/08/uma-paixao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/3076468989983561047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/3076468989983561047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/08/uma-paixao.html' title='Uma paixão'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZk16pF7OgI/TkA_PIcnhNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8Mmui3vVxXg/s72-c/outras_2278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-595997777138300645</id><published>2011-08-04T10:27:00.019-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T17:23:47.425-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O sol deveria nascer para todos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O cinema argentino vive uma fase de inegável afirmação. O surgimento de uma nova geração de realizadores e os baixos custos de produção tornaram o país uma referência na área, criando uma estética própria e que ultrapassou as fronteiras do Rio da Prata para ganhar o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;É o caso de &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.pt/title/tt1529252/combined"&gt;El Hombre de Al Lado&lt;/a&gt; (2009), de Mariano Cohn e Gastón Duprat.Premiado em vários festivais, incluindo o Sundance, o filme conta a história de Leonardo (Rafael Spregelburd),um designer  reconhecido internacionalmente,e que vive confortavelmente numa casa projetada por Le Corbusier. A locação é real, sendo a única obra do  arquiteto francês na América do Sul. A chegada de um vizinho, Victor,um homem simples,   e sua tentativa de fazer uma abertura que permita que a luz do sol entre em sua casa , deflagra um conflito entre os dois.&lt;br /&gt;A janela é uma metáfora da tendência que temos em negar a existência de realidades diferentes da nossa, acreditando que o que não vemos não existe, e assim nos sentimos únicos e especiais. Longe de maniqueísmos, o filme traz uma reflexão sobre a fragilização dos laços humanos e, de uma forma  bem humorada,  aborda problemas característicos do mundo pós-moderno, tais como o individualismo e a massificação do consumo.&lt;br /&gt;Destaque para Daniel Aráoz,  que constrói com maestria o personagem Victor,  um sonhador que crê em valores como amizade e respeito, e que nos faz querermos ser igual a ele. Mesmo que saibamos que  na maioria das vezes estejamos muito mais próximos ao egoísmo e isolamento de Leonardo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s-rRi9Lc6p0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-595997777138300645?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/595997777138300645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-sol-deveria-nascer-para-todos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/595997777138300645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/595997777138300645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-sol-deveria-nascer-para-todos.html' title='O sol deveria nascer para todos'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/s-rRi9Lc6p0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-5508469740952702317</id><published>2011-08-02T08:14:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T08:50:30.952-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O grande prêmio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No último domingo, este blog lançou uma promoção. O primeiro a entrar ganhava um Passat 74. Foram milhares de acesso do mundo inteiro, potencializados pela divulgação do link no site do Prévidi, o imperdível e bem frequentado &lt;a href="http://www.previdi.com.br"&gt;www.previdi.com.br&lt;/a&gt;. A loucura foi tanta que derrubaram o nosso servidor e ficamos fora do ar por algumas horas. De Nova Iorque à Paris, do Oiapoque ao Chuí, não se fala de outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O concurso gerou protestos do "PT italiano", que se reuniu na Piazza Navona para alertar a população sobre o potencial poluidor do velho Passatão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UnAYb9MDDiU/TjfiXo7Zh2I/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZhDKP0l9p0c/s1600/roma_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UnAYb9MDDiU/TjfiXo7Zh2I/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZhDKP0l9p0c/s400/roma_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636222354428888930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em Barcelona, ecochatos tiraram a roupa e prometeram ficar peladões até que as autoridades impeçam a entrega daquele voraz bebedor de combustível fóssil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CM7FOZYlbho/TjfiXdRaPkI/AAAAAAAAARw/HRvPI7AsISw/s1600/cartao1_1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CM7FOZYlbho/TjfiXdRaPkI/AAAAAAAAARw/HRvPI7AsISw/s400/cartao1_1380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636222351299984962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z570jw3JcE0/TjfiYCxjcFI/AAAAAAAAASI/z4KvKiE0JVY/s1600/pinoampliado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z570jw3JcE0/TjfiYCxjcFI/AAAAAAAAASI/z4KvKiE0JVY/s400/pinoampliado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636222361366917202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já no Vaticano, uma freira teve de ser encarcerada, após invadir a sala de informática do papa. Ela justificou seu ato, dizendo que queria de qualquer forma acessar o livre impressão, pois a congregação necessita urgentemente renovar sua frota de veículos, composta por um Fusca 69 e um Chevette de ano indefinido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBVzsZfE-R8/TjfiXxl84DI/AAAAAAAAASA/VtiOQPR_8iY/s1600/roma_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBVzsZfE-R8/TjfiXxl84DI/AAAAAAAAASA/VtiOQPR_8iY/s400/roma_0557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636222356754849842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas não vamos nos render à pressão internacional. O nosso departamento de promoções está analisando os dados, e em breve estaremos divulgando o nome do feliz ganhador. Enquanto isso, dá uma conferida na belezinha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GX2URZkMFec" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="510" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-5508469740952702317?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/5508469740952702317/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-ultimo-domingo-este-blog-lancou-uma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/5508469740952702317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/5508469740952702317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-ultimo-domingo-este-blog-lancou-uma.html' title='O grande prêmio'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UnAYb9MDDiU/TjfiXo7Zh2I/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZhDKP0l9p0c/s72-c/roma_0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-9111160823606336048</id><published>2011-08-01T09:00:00.014-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T12:33:52.224-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma história de resistência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O poder econômico avança, inexorável e soberbo, destruindo impiedosamente a história e a tradição, sob a bandeira do progresso à qualquer custo. Mas, eventualmente somos surpreendidos por acontecimentos que nos fazem acreditar que nem tudo está perdido.&lt;br /&gt;O  Bar del Gallego é um  típico bodegão de Buenos Aires,do tipo onde os vizinhos se encontram para debater  política e futebol, paixões dos portenhos. Ocupa um casarão antigo,   numa esquina valorizada de Palermo Holywood, assim chamado pelo grande número de produtoras e emissoras de televisão localizadas naquele bairro de Buenos Aires. O pequeno estabelecimento é vizinho  da poderosa empresa que administra os aeroportos argentinos,  do milionário Eduardo Eukernian, velho frequentador dos círculos de poder  e beneficiário dos processos de privatização iniciados no governo de Menem. É nas paredes simples do bar que recortes dos principais jornais argentinos contam a façanha do dia em que seu proprietário, o Galego , disse um rotundo não à proposta de Eukernian, que oferecia um milhão de dólares pelo local. É impossível ler e não se emocionar.&lt;br /&gt;Na primeira vez que fomos  ali conhecemos o Gustavo. O garçom é um show a parte. Maluco-beleza, o cara é super agitado e divertido. Quando soube que éramos brasileiros, fato raro pois o local é pouco frequentado por turistas, não parou mais de brincar conosco. "Brasileños, brasileños", bradava, como a alertar todos sobre a presença de uma" invasão estrangeira". Um senhor que tomava um café por lá, atraído pelo "anúncio" , sentou conoscou e entabulou uma pequena conversa sobre militares, Lula , os Kirchner e por aí vai.&lt;br /&gt;Neste ano, retornamos e levamos um susto ao chegar na famosa esquina .  O bar estava diferente, ambiente mais claro,  uma plaquetinha de internet sem fio indicava uma certa modernização. Já estávamos desistindo de entrar, imaginando que o pior tinha acontecido, que finalmente haviam cedido às propostas e vendido o local, quando surge na porta quem? Ele, o bom &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mozo&lt;/span&gt; Gustavo, que tratou de nos informar que o ambiente havia mudado, mas que as coisas continuavam como sempre. E apontou para uma mesa, onde um homem de cabelos brancos lia tranquilamente seu jornal. O mesmo senhor que um dia desafiou um poderoso império e decidiu que sua história pessoal e as conquistas de uma vida de trabalho duro eram mais importantes que um punhado de moedas de procedência duvidosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Gustavo, em 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pyqoXby2E9c/Tja4CbXTSYI/AAAAAAAAARg/NsMP-fxphRw/s1600/outras_2537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pyqoXby2E9c/Tja4CbXTSYI/AAAAAAAAARg/NsMP-fxphRw/s400/outras_2537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635894335545493890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Em 2011, após a reforma do bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SLdl4TQEpMg/Tja8qY00nUI/AAAAAAAAARo/9PhEpwR12zo/s1600/IMG_1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SLdl4TQEpMg/Tja8qY00nUI/AAAAAAAAARo/9PhEpwR12zo/s400/IMG_1054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635899420105284930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Bar Del Gallego fica na esquina da Honduras com a Bonpland, em Buenos Aires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-9111160823606336048?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/9111160823606336048/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/08/uma-historia-de-resistencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/9111160823606336048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/9111160823606336048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/08/uma-historia-de-resistencia.html' title='Uma história de resistência'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pyqoXby2E9c/Tja4CbXTSYI/AAAAAAAAARg/NsMP-fxphRw/s72-c/outras_2537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-8403504262768982200</id><published>2011-07-31T12:10:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T13:37:25.504-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Luz e sombra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O que antes era o vazio, o nada, vai sendo inundado por emoções e sentimentos. A incerteza cede lugar às formas e cores.De traço em traço, de pincelada em pincelada, a arte deixa para trás a névoa e a dúvida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FApIKAN4n9Y/TjV1voEAT9I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yqisR12crQA/s1600/blog_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FApIKAN4n9Y/TjV1voEAT9I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yqisR12crQA/s400/blog_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635539969792561106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NVMM0OaHMIE/TjV1wLtxD2I/AAAAAAAAARI/hQ7OBcKj6fM/s1600/blog_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NVMM0OaHMIE/TjV1wLtxD2I/AAAAAAAAARI/hQ7OBcKj6fM/s400/blog_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635539979362963298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r1qJZ1kZfsA/TjV1v1exNpI/AAAAAAAAARA/ceD4cU3beGE/s1600/blog_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r1qJZ1kZfsA/TjV1v1exNpI/AAAAAAAAARA/ceD4cU3beGE/s400/blog_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635539973394478738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NOZTYQiYlC0/TjV4IsdSzsI/AAAAAAAAARY/odsIwbDDLek/s1600/blog_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NOZTYQiYlC0/TjV4IsdSzsI/AAAAAAAAARY/odsIwbDDLek/s400/blog_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635542599492357826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o8T5rlLWqBs/TjV1wmNJHSI/AAAAAAAAARQ/8wz0c4F-UGU/s1600/_MG_8655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o8T5rlLWqBs/TjV1wmNJHSI/AAAAAAAAARQ/8wz0c4F-UGU/s400/_MG_8655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635539986473884962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neste ensaio, um pouco da sensibilidade e  talento da artista plástica Vera Lúcia Macke, fotografada no seu atelier , em Caxias do Sul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-8403504262768982200?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/8403504262768982200/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-que-antes-era-o-vazio-o-nada-vai.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8403504262768982200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8403504262768982200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-que-antes-era-o-vazio-o-nada-vai.html' title='Luz e sombra'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FApIKAN4n9Y/TjV1voEAT9I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yqisR12crQA/s72-c/blog_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-188758713537359036</id><published>2011-07-26T14:43:00.017-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T13:25:08.508-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sob as estrelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O cenário é literalmente de filme. De um lado, o rio Tibre, que passa calmamente, deixando no ar aquele som que remete às coisas simples da vida. De outro, uma  igreja medieval, velha testemunha de tantas histórias passadas neste solo. As gaivotas  sobrevoam  ininterruptamente, celebrando a liberdade de sua existência sem fronteiras, enquanto a grande tela branca aguarda pacientemente que os últimos raios de sol cedam lugar à noite que se aproxima, para iniciar sua tarefa incansável de refletir sonhos e sentimentos transformados em arte. Essa é a Arena, a grande sala de cinema ao ar livre da &lt;a href="http://www.isoladelcinema.com/"&gt;I'sola de Cinema&lt;/a&gt;, um complexo multicultural localizado em meio à minúscula Ilha Tiberina, no coração de Roma Antiga. O local abriga ainda bares, lojas temáticas e tendas onde são realizadas projeções de filmes e discussões sobre a sétima arte, tudo isso dividindo  o espaço com um antigo hospital existente naquela pequena porção de terra em meio ao rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_KKX4hwijkE/TjAVjO91i9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/s6bYGqWfVeg/s1600/roma_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_KKX4hwijkE/TjAVjO91i9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/s6bYGqWfVeg/s400/roma_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634026828897553362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para minha satisfação, na noite em que fui pude assistir a um filme brasileiro ótimo,  &lt;a href="http://www.warnerlab.com.br/asmelhorescoisasdomundo/site/"&gt;As Melhores Coisas do Mundo&lt;/a&gt;, de Lais Bodanzky.Com áudio original e legendas em italiano e inglês.  Dá um conferida nos vídeos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JfHD_cILyIg" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="510"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            VIDEO INSTITUCIONAL DO CINEMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d7Du1ExZ2KM" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="510"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-188758713537359036?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/188758713537359036/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/07/sob-as-estrelas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/188758713537359036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/188758713537359036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/07/sob-as-estrelas.html' title='Sob as estrelas'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_KKX4hwijkE/TjAVjO91i9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/s6bYGqWfVeg/s72-c/roma_0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-7785821125794459278</id><published>2011-07-25T16:24:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T18:09:08.505-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Chama o azulzinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Será que paga meio estacionamento?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--t3SSreWTd8/Ti3Dr4Q1ZcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Hs-mY2Z-6J0/s1600/roma_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--t3SSreWTd8/Ti3Dr4Q1ZcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Hs-mY2Z-6J0/s400/roma_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633373867515143618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já esse, se precisar estacionar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fAMLGkanJ6s/Ti3DslJwdTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/QVANzvduZc8/s1600/roma_0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fAMLGkanJ6s/Ti3DslJwdTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/QVANzvduZc8/s400/roma_0487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633373879565055282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-7785821125794459278?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/7785821125794459278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/07/chama-o-azulzinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/7785821125794459278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/7785821125794459278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/07/chama-o-azulzinho.html' title='Chama o azulzinho'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--t3SSreWTd8/Ti3Dr4Q1ZcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Hs-mY2Z-6J0/s72-c/roma_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-8302223442040150041</id><published>2011-07-24T13:21:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T20:36:38.183-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais um dia em Roma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O elegante senhor passa, trazendo embaixo do braço&lt;br /&gt;as novas notícias velhas, e não repara na velha senhora&lt;br /&gt;a beijar o solo na luta pela sobrevivência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eJFnUxgrdIw/TixI28RmThI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/dKwYuxJ43VA/s1600/roma_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eJFnUxgrdIw/TixI28RmThI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/dKwYuxJ43VA/s400/roma_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632957342663724562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Os senhores do poder se escondem atrás das armas, enquanto&lt;br /&gt;o mendigo sem rosto inventa novas formas de proteger os&lt;br /&gt;frutos do seu trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2C6Wn3zU3w/TixLo-5-2qI/AAAAAAAAAPY/hXLy90SrZw8/s1600/roma_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2C6Wn3zU3w/TixLo-5-2qI/AAAAAAAAAPY/hXLy90SrZw8/s400/roma_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632960401386691234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJWZkApeuw4/TixLpF5OWhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/06PWnXXLMhk/s1600/roma_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJWZkApeuw4/TixLpF5OWhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/06PWnXXLMhk/s400/roma_0598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632960403262560786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Será que alguém pode alterar o curso de nossas pobres&lt;br /&gt;vidas? Tem gente que ainda acredita que sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e9HvYWXh4Z0/TixN12vZOGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/btc-7nK2-Bs/s1600/roma_0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e9HvYWXh4Z0/TixN12vZOGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/btc-7nK2-Bs/s400/roma_0433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632962821556353122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enquanto alguns apelam para o santo, a guarda de trânsito&lt;br /&gt;tenta vislumbrar uma forma de organizar o caos urbano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VZd1lghNkcc/TixQa-roNJI/AAAAAAAAAP4/HcKrcWGQz8g/s1600/roma_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VZd1lghNkcc/TixQa-roNJI/AAAAAAAAAP4/HcKrcWGQz8g/s400/roma_0597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632965658366456978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A noite chega na Piazza Navona, pessoas vão e vem&lt;br /&gt;deixando sua marca no tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QAZwjYlZJRY/TixPIqKgukI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yupm7F8iSH8/s1600/roma_0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QAZwjYlZJRY/TixPIqKgukI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yupm7F8iSH8/s400/roma_0570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632964244109572674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na Piazza Spagna, sob o olhar de milhares, o casal de noivos&lt;br /&gt;registra para a posteridade o encontro de suas almas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vXtloHJeBjM/TixSnHw65DI/AAAAAAAAAQA/7oRUvfnf6KA/s1600/roma_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vXtloHJeBjM/TixSnHw65DI/AAAAAAAAAQA/7oRUvfnf6KA/s400/roma_0478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632968065986257970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O artista desfila seu talento, por um pouco de atenção e&lt;br /&gt;algumas moedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6aZQCtIbR40/TixTnBIvZ-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/RcT1EOzD4hY/s1600/roma_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6aZQCtIbR40/TixTnBIvZ-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/RcT1EOzD4hY/s400/roma_0579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632969163718748130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A madrugada chega. Um novo dia começa , com a certeza de que tudo se repete, mas&lt;br /&gt;que nada vai ser igual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P7rOzDMgP84/TixalLXn4KI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/DmAoufhNMqQ/s1600/roma_0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P7rOzDMgP84/TixalLXn4KI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/DmAoufhNMqQ/s400/roma_0574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632976828687179938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-8302223442040150041?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/8302223442040150041/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/07/mais-um-dia-em-roma.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8302223442040150041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8302223442040150041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/07/mais-um-dia-em-roma.html' title='Mais um dia em Roma'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eJFnUxgrdIw/TixI28RmThI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/dKwYuxJ43VA/s72-c/roma_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-5505908186043997839</id><published>2011-07-22T16:07:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T16:37:37.010-03:00</updated><title type='text'>UMA FOTO, TRÊS PODERES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fz6vV6yrYb4/TinP1TqXleI/AAAAAAAAAPI/-Cbehib0gNY/s1600/roma_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fz6vV6yrYb4/TinP1TqXleI/AAAAAAAAAPI/-Cbehib0gNY/s400/roma_0565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632261323721512418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H71SuRl55Mk/TinLC8YCBLI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ousZXbXkres/s1600/roma_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Palazzo del Quirinale , a residência oficial do presidente italiano, refletido no Alfa-Romeo, um ícone da poderosa indústria automobilística italiana e que serve de viatura para os Carabinieri, uma das quatro forças policiais da Itália.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-5505908186043997839?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/5505908186043997839/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/07/tres-poderes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/5505908186043997839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/5505908186043997839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/07/tres-poderes.html' title='UMA FOTO, TRÊS PODERES'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fz6vV6yrYb4/TinP1TqXleI/AAAAAAAAAPI/-Cbehib0gNY/s72-c/roma_0565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-7801304782342472658</id><published>2011-03-28T09:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T10:07:17.163-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsterdan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b3BUy-TCgTc/TZCH1hrYofI/AAAAAAAAAO0/lezz2JUI82U/s1600/_MG_5027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b3BUy-TCgTc/TZCH1hrYofI/AAAAAAAAAO0/lezz2JUI82U/s400/_MG_5027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589116491209941490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zfBW5CVPMo4/TZCHNzAIvsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HKeX9L12YP8/s1600/_MG_5054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zfBW5CVPMo4/TZCHNzAIvsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HKeX9L12YP8/s400/_MG_5054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589115808665616066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F3-fjiiWF_w/TZCHNtEK8QI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NEgs3uYmJUU/s1600/_MG_5343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F3-fjiiWF_w/TZCHNtEK8QI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NEgs3uYmJUU/s400/_MG_5343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589115807071924482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UDzqeUsUb-o/TZCHNdW2kPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/L74h4rl6a74/s1600/_MG_5143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UDzqeUsUb-o/TZCHNdW2kPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/L74h4rl6a74/s400/_MG_5143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589115802855313650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EcL0tW9q8pM/TZCHOFel0OI/AAAAAAAAAOs/OzdB6RHxNX8/s1600/_MG_5055.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-7801304782342472658?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/7801304782342472658/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/03/amsterdan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/7801304782342472658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/7801304782342472658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2011/03/amsterdan.html' title='Amsterdan'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b3BUy-TCgTc/TZCH1hrYofI/AAAAAAAAAO0/lezz2JUI82U/s72-c/_MG_5027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-2715923219832118820</id><published>2010-05-19T09:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T09:55:13.292-03:00</updated><title type='text'>E vejo flores em você</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S_PfI1T-TXI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7OnHEJ4UuQk/s1600/IMG_3681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S_PfI1T-TXI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7OnHEJ4UuQk/s400/IMG_3681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472963315028086130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S_PfIh6hHBI/AAAAAAAAANw/XlW4GuVbLh4/s1600/IMG_3675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S_PfIh6hHBI/AAAAAAAAANw/XlW4GuVbLh4/s400/IMG_3675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472963309821041682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S_PfIfFaWRI/AAAAAAAAANo/GKdUGil16Eg/s1600/IMG_3672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S_PfIfFaWRI/AAAAAAAAANo/GKdUGil16Eg/s400/IMG_3672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472963309061429522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S_PfHNXoa3I/AAAAAAAAANY/qPxcNvuPwFU/s1600/IMG_3641.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-2715923219832118820?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/2715923219832118820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-vejo-flores-em-voce.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/2715923219832118820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/2715923219832118820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-vejo-flores-em-voce.html' title='E vejo flores em você'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S_PfI1T-TXI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7OnHEJ4UuQk/s72-c/IMG_3681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-6755538269945739984</id><published>2010-02-16T13:43:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T14:56:46.990-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Por una cabeza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As corridas de cavalo já foram o passatempo da elite portenha em décadas passadas.O tema foi imortalizado no tango &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8dStp5hq294"&gt;Por Una Cabeza&lt;/a&gt;,  na voz de Carlos Gardel, que  conta a história de um homem que gasta todo seu dinheiro e perde a mulher que ama por conta da compulsão em apostar nas carreiras. Hoje, essa mistura de esporte e jogo de azar já não tem o mesmo charme e elegância de outros tempos, mas  continua levando um grande número de aficcionados ao &lt;a href="http://www.palermonline.com.ar/hipodromo/index.htm"&gt;Hipódromo Argentino de Palermo&lt;/a&gt;, na cidade de Buenos Aires, que se reúnem nas tardes de segunda-feira na bonita sede,contruída em 1908, para fazerem suas apostas e torcerem por seu animal preferido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S3rKWscejtI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gtYoinCxGRA/s1600-h/IMG_3091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S3rKWscejtI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gtYoinCxGRA/s400/IMG_3091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438881991239831250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S3rLhGEJhPI/AAAAAAAAAM4/MS0V1ZWfIds/s1600-h/IMG_3094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S3rLhGEJhPI/AAAAAAAAAM4/MS0V1ZWfIds/s400/IMG_3094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438883269427430642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S3rM1QixKjI/AAAAAAAAANQ/JIiFMhoFx4M/s1600-h/IMG_3125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S3rM1QixKjI/AAAAAAAAANQ/JIiFMhoFx4M/s400/IMG_3125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438884715349223986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S3rMFB1ZgxI/AAAAAAAAANA/JfkVsnit6ow/s1600-h/IMG_3122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S3rMFB1ZgxI/AAAAAAAAANA/JfkVsnit6ow/s400/IMG_3122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438883886767112978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S3rMcrPbAZI/AAAAAAAAANI/X-u9op7SAUI/s1600-h/IMG_3147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S3rMcrPbAZI/AAAAAAAAANI/X-u9op7SAUI/s400/IMG_3147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438884293019107730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-6755538269945739984?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/6755538269945739984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2010/02/por-una-cabeza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/6755538269945739984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/6755538269945739984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2010/02/por-una-cabeza.html' title='Por una cabeza'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S3rKWscejtI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gtYoinCxGRA/s72-c/IMG_3091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-464961644869820544</id><published>2010-02-08T01:32:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:01:03.897-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Libertá(dor)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Edifício Libertador. Foi o quartel-general do Exército Argentino durante a última ditadura militar no país.Aqui se decidiu o destino de milhares de pessoas que desapareceram para sempre, presas e mortas pelo furioso regime.Atualmente o prédio abriga o Ministério da Defesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S2-GC6EjgLI/AAAAAAAAAMo/IeWa4K99I0E/s1600-h/IMG_3472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S2-GC6EjgLI/AAAAAAAAAMo/IeWa4K99I0E/s400/IMG_3472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435710659765698738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S2-F3QBkRpI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_o6fQFEnA0w/s1600-h/IMG_3488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S2-F3QBkRpI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_o6fQFEnA0w/s400/IMG_3488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435710459500316306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-464961644869820544?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/464961644869820544/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2010/02/libertador.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/464961644869820544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/464961644869820544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2010/02/libertador.html' title='Libertá(dor)'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S2-GC6EjgLI/AAAAAAAAAMo/IeWa4K99I0E/s72-c/IMG_3472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-2766891300620132863</id><published>2010-02-07T11:08:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:58:31.230-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Boa Vingança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S269w8cHYhI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Qp6IAcm6G1o/s1600-h/DSC09654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S269w8cHYhI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Qp6IAcm6G1o/s400/DSC09654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435490448838189586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rua  Maipu, 555, centro de Buenos Aires.  Faltam dez minutos para a meia-noite de uma noite quente de Fevereiro de 2010,  quando a longa fila formada há  mais de uma hora e que já dobra a esquina começa a se mover. Com passos largos, a multidão cruza o pequeno saguão  do edifício estilo Art Deco e sobe rapidamente os 39 degraus que levam ao segundo andar, em direção ao auditório que faz parte da história do rádio na Argentina. Inaugurado em 1935, e construído especialmente para abrigar os estúdios da LR1 El Mundo, o prédio foi o palco por onde se apresentaram os mais importantes artistas da chamada época de ouro do rádio. Hoje ocupado pelas emissoras governamentais de radiodifusão lideradas pela Rádio Nacional AM 870, ele está lotado por um público bastante heterogêneo, que aguarda  ansiosamente pelo início de um dos mais conhecidos ciclos radiais do país do Tango.&lt;br /&gt;No palco, sentado ao centro da mesa e ladeado por outros dois participantes, e tendo a sua frente um pequeno teclado Yamaha,  Alejandro Dolina dá inicio ao programa que apresenta há mais de duas décadas , irradiado por diferentes prefixos e que estréia este ano pelas ondas da Nacional. La Venganza Sera Terrible, que vai ao ar de segunda a sábado da meia-noite as duas da manhã, é um programa que mistura poesia, história, música e deliciosas discussões sobre o cotidiano, sempre marcados pela irreverência e talento do multifacetário Dolina, que além de condutor do programa é escritor, músico e ator.&lt;br /&gt;Passando de uma divertida teoria de como se corre perigo nos banheiros públicos das grandes cidades, para a leitura de um texto que fala sobre o antigo hábito de poetas lerem e interpretarem suas obras para o público, e  culminando com uma apresentação musical em que são tocadas músicas pedidas pela platéia, o fato é que as duas horas de duração de programa parecem  voar. E a conclusão, ao findar o espetáculo, é que apesar de todos os avanços tecnológicos na área de comunicação, o rádio continua a encantar pessoas de todas as idades, provando que ainda irá sobreviver durante muito tempo. 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height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S25DzjjHNNI/AAAAAAAAALw/5U82zrvMwv4/s400/DPP_0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435356353277670610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-4766676914604807956?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/4766676914604807956/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2010/02/cranberries-no-luna-park-em-buenos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/4766676914604807956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/4766676914604807956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2010/02/cranberries-no-luna-park-em-buenos.html' title='Cranberries no Luna Park, em Buenos Aires.'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/S25FXVam1BI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/AuEody7ZIkk/s72-c/DPP_0251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-649384130198515509</id><published>2009-12-16T00:39:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T01:02:39.308-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O último raio de sol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyhJ9ACikvI/AAAAAAAAALo/ujmzdsY2ZkU/s1600-h/IMG_2923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Syg456G-kMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zWB_4az8z6E/s400/IMG_2895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415641119415242946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-7766456645877900187?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/7766456645877900187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/12/na-montevideo-de-mario-benedetti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/7766456645877900187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/7766456645877900187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/12/na-montevideo-de-mario-benedetti.html' title='Na Montevideo de Mario Benedetti'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Syg9ZQLiP8I/AAAAAAAAALg/C9g0cid5SrM/s72-c/IMG_2814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-8856273201184657455</id><published>2009-12-14T23:16:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:18:19.424-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim de tarde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Imagens registradas em Punta del Canario, na orla do Rio de la Plata, que margeia a cidade de Montevideo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sybsc0J4YUI/AAAAAAAAALI/vqprREsCyhI/s1600-h/IMG_2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sybsc0J4YUI/AAAAAAAAALI/vqprREsCyhI/s400/IMG_2823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415275581740179778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyboGgpjiRI/AAAAAAAAALA/pCTEp5gu3aY/s1600-h/IMG_2839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyboGgpjiRI/AAAAAAAAALA/pCTEp5gu3aY/s400/IMG_2839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415270800500689170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-8856273201184657455?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/8856273201184657455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/12/fim-de-tarde.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8856273201184657455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8856273201184657455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/12/fim-de-tarde.html' title='Fim de tarde'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sybsc0J4YUI/AAAAAAAAALI/vqprREsCyhI/s72-c/IMG_2823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-3513239792800778487</id><published>2009-12-13T19:37:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:37:30.605-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feira de Tristan Narvaja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chamadas de ferias em espanhol,as feiras  se multiplicam em cada canto da cidade. Na de Tristan Narvaja, que acontece aos domingos na rua de mesmo nome e se espalha por diversas travessas  adjacentes,  é possível comprar de tudo. Literalmente. Animais, alimentos, peças para automóveis, livros e antiguidades são apenas alguns exemplos do que pode ser encontrado por aqui.O ambiente beira o caos, mas algumas quadras de caminhada e você já está acostumado com a multidão ruidosa, que caminha lentamente por entre o que sobra de espaço entre as bancas de mercadorias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyVlwbieU0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/zp6Y3FNIpCM/s1600-h/IMG_2789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyVlwbieU0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/zp6Y3FNIpCM/s400/IMG_2789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414846009683366722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyVjYHMmyYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/DXXOcucvkXo/s1600-h/IMG_2778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyVjYHMmyYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/DXXOcucvkXo/s400/IMG_2778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414843392882821506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyVhNAWIYvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-pr42nDxyW8/s1600-h/IMG_2779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyVhNAWIYvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-pr42nDxyW8/s400/IMG_2779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414841003041907442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-3513239792800778487?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/3513239792800778487/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/12/feira-de-tristan-narvaja.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/3513239792800778487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/3513239792800778487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/12/feira-de-tristan-narvaja.html' title='Feira de Tristan Narvaja'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyVlwbieU0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/zp6Y3FNIpCM/s72-c/IMG_2789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-1040463529651457564</id><published>2009-12-13T19:05:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:36:41.804-02:00</updated><title type='text'>De Montevideo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O tango não é uma paixão exclusiva dos  argentinos. Por aqui, a dança que recentemente foi declarada como Patrimônio da Humanidade, é praticada por todos os lugares.  Até na praça, como mostram as imagens  registradas no final da noite de sábado, em plena Avenida 18 de Julio, a artéria principal do centro da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyVaun63g6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Cisaaxa0IXc/s1600-h/IMG_2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyVaun63g6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Cisaaxa0IXc/s400/IMG_2760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414833884019262370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyVdVo-OoHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/i4A3YeLmyMk/s1600-h/IMG_2748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyVdVo-OoHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/i4A3YeLmyMk/s400/IMG_2748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414836753339949170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-1040463529651457564?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/1040463529651457564/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/12/de-montevideo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/1040463529651457564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/1040463529651457564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/12/de-montevideo.html' title='De Montevideo'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SyVaun63g6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Cisaaxa0IXc/s72-c/IMG_2760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-6947454651080008005</id><published>2009-10-14T13:31:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T13:42:48.480-03:00</updated><title type='text'>(In)tolerância religiosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/StX9oZ5GNgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Zas3c57GEBE/s1600-h/IMG_2434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/StX9oZ5GNgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Zas3c57GEBE/s400/IMG_2434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392494999433000450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/StX-OZPveoI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WesNnmiHxFI/s1600-h/IMG_2433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/StX-OZPveoI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WesNnmiHxFI/s400/IMG_2433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392495652094573186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-6947454651080008005?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/6947454651080008005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/10/em-nome-de-quem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/6947454651080008005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/6947454651080008005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/10/em-nome-de-quem.html' title='(In)tolerância religiosa'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/StX9oZ5GNgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Zas3c57GEBE/s72-c/IMG_2434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-2832100523419082534</id><published>2009-09-23T13:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:03:39.724-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É primavera, te amo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SrpU5PqRXYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/rN0BLCvTPwY/s1600-h/IMG_2281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SrpU5PqRXYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/rN0BLCvTPwY/s400/IMG_2281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384709646907956610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SrpUUnb2j1I/AAAAAAAAAJo/CWJ1Z3GgHs4/s1600-h/IMG_2282.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-2832100523419082534?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/2832100523419082534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/09/e-primavera-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/2832100523419082534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/2832100523419082534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/09/e-primavera-te-amo.html' title='É primavera, te amo...'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SrpU5PqRXYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/rN0BLCvTPwY/s72-c/IMG_2281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-5222889476018394947</id><published>2009-09-17T08:55:00.018-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T09:27:35.564-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Janela indiscreta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E para  que servem os muros, além de provocar nossa imaginação sobre o que se passa na intimidade que eles teimosamente insistem em proteger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SrIklfA8etI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8QW5PFYfu_k/s1600-h/IMG_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SrIklfA8etI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8QW5PFYfu_k/s400/IMG_0620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382404731060386514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mosteiro de São José - Garibaldi - RS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-5222889476018394947?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/5222889476018394947/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/09/e-para-que-servem-os-muros-alem-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/5222889476018394947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/5222889476018394947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/09/e-para-que-servem-os-muros-alem-de.html' title='Janela indiscreta'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SrIklfA8etI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8QW5PFYfu_k/s72-c/IMG_0620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-9210150173623260025</id><published>2009-09-15T01:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T01:55:22.341-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Solidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sq8cKVEeHWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/yFQdec3DZpg/s1600-h/IMG_0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sq8cKVEeHWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/yFQdec3DZpg/s400/IMG_0700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381551043511197026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sq8br6nGHFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9UdSIMuOhG0/s1600-h/IMG_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-9210150173623260025?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/9210150173623260025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/9210150173623260025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/9210150173623260025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Solidão'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sq8cKVEeHWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/yFQdec3DZpg/s72-c/IMG_0700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-6502007320511356381</id><published>2009-09-10T15:10:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T15:35:23.556-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dois mundos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SqlCbOaYBzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/eY2X-4S8Cvw/s1600-h/IMG_1263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SqlCbOaYBzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/eY2X-4S8Cvw/s400/IMG_1263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379904265363392306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As várias formas de beleza. O novo. O velho. Cada um com seu charme, sua identidade. O antigo carrega as marcas da história. O moderno traz consigo o sopro de novos ares, de mudanças necessárias ao crescimento da humanidade. E isso é cultura. Crescer e evoluir, mas sem desprezar o passado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SqlBgwJ8SiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/W88tNtchmnA/s1600-h/IMG_1293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SqlBgwJ8SiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/W88tNtchmnA/s400/IMG_1293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379903260808989218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-6502007320511356381?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/6502007320511356381/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/09/dois-mundos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/6502007320511356381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/6502007320511356381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/09/dois-mundos.html' title='Dois mundos'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SqlCbOaYBzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/eY2X-4S8Cvw/s72-c/IMG_1263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-1914769132275916917</id><published>2009-08-12T15:38:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T16:15:35.943-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O palco  das ruas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SoMURHbdnZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fpZ1oDwkSGA/s1600-h/IMG_1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SoMURHbdnZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fpZ1oDwkSGA/s400/IMG_1157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369157465040330130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SoMToVcG10I/AAAAAAAAAIw/I7-V6mlK-aE/s1600-h/IMG_1423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SoMToVcG10I/AAAAAAAAAIw/I7-V6mlK-aE/s400/IMG_1423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369156764426491714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SoMTDhFI7TI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HxJRayeHvAE/s1600-h/IMG_1378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SoMTDhFI7TI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HxJRayeHvAE/s400/IMG_1378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369156131896225074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SoMSyEZO09I/AAAAAAAAAIg/zj86iNlsd9c/s1600-h/IMG_1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SoMSyEZO09I/AAAAAAAAAIg/zj86iNlsd9c/s400/IMG_1131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369155832138093522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-1914769132275916917?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/1914769132275916917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-palco-das-ruas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/1914769132275916917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/1914769132275916917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-palco-das-ruas.html' title='O palco  das ruas'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SoMURHbdnZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fpZ1oDwkSGA/s72-c/IMG_1157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-6033050566143241237</id><published>2009-08-07T15:49:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:55:48.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bom fim de semana.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seja você a flor ou a borboleta, aprenda a conviver em harmonia com a diferença. De verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Snx3kiGNI7I/AAAAAAAAAHw/K-G5EwoufEI/s1600-h/IMG_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Snx3kiGNI7I/AAAAAAAAAHw/K-G5EwoufEI/s400/IMG_0775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367296325430617010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-6033050566143241237?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/6033050566143241237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/08/bom-fim-de-semana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/6033050566143241237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/6033050566143241237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/08/bom-fim-de-semana.html' title='Bom fim de semana.'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Snx3kiGNI7I/AAAAAAAAAHw/K-G5EwoufEI/s72-c/IMG_0775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-8217406466205511218</id><published>2009-08-06T14:05:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:52:26.069-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chega um dia em que a gente cansa. Cansa de ver, ler e ouvir as mesmas coisas de sempre. Políticos ladrões e mentirosos, a guerra não declarada batendo à porta de nossa casa, as tragédias transformadas em espetáculo midiático. Já não preciso  abrir o jornal, ligar a TV ou o rádio para saber o que vai ser manchete. Vivemos a era da desinformação.  Porque é tudo tão instantâneo e volátil que já não conseguimos acompanhar nada. O presente vira passado antes mesmo de acontecer. E isso cansa. Desliguei. Já não me interessa quem roubou o que, qual a nova peste que vai enriquecer a indústria farmacêutica ou quanto terminou a partida de futebol. Quero a vida real, a minha vida, conversar com quem tenha o que falar, sem mentiras, hipocrisia ou interesses. Quero fazer o que gosto, sem me importar com o que vão pensar ou dizer. E quero poder ver o belo no simples. Porque a vida é muito curta para ser desperdiçada com coisas que nem Deus pode resolver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SnsW1lleGJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/adJhNlLYgWE/s1600-h/IMG_1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SnsW1lleGJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/adJhNlLYgWE/s400/IMG_1077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366908490820229266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-8217406466205511218?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/8217406466205511218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/08/feliz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8217406466205511218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8217406466205511218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/08/feliz.html' title='Feliz'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SnsW1lleGJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/adJhNlLYgWE/s72-c/IMG_1077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-1102708849241271611</id><published>2009-08-03T14:35:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:05:30.161-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelas ruas de Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sncmxbj95xI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iYXhPZpQgW0/s1600-h/IMG_1942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sncmxbj95xI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iYXhPZpQgW0/s400/IMG_1942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365800111689295634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Snck3AsxkAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/p9sX7QXCGDE/s1600-h/IMG_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Snck3AsxkAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/p9sX7QXCGDE/s400/IMG_1311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365798008534437890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SnciO3dbFkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3zdTWPUeiPQ/s1600-h/IMG_1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SnciO3dbFkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3zdTWPUeiPQ/s400/IMG_1609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365795119836108354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sncgm1oy-AI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_qBvLB0YWBM/s1600-h/IMG_1955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sncgm1oy-AI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_qBvLB0YWBM/s400/IMG_1955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365793332640544770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-1102708849241271611?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/1102708849241271611/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/08/pelas-ruas-de-barcelona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/1102708849241271611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/1102708849241271611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/08/pelas-ruas-de-barcelona.html' title='Pelas ruas de Barcelona'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sncmxbj95xI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iYXhPZpQgW0/s72-c/IMG_1942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-2135463831534163711</id><published>2009-07-30T11:40:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:53:34.938-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Passatempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O tempo olhava o velho de canto e pensava estar chegando a hora. O menino chamava o velho a pedir as horas. O velho olhava o horizonte e pensava em como era bom seu tempo de menino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SnGygLEfYlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/f_ngRaU3sEY/s1600-h/IMG_1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SnGygLEfYlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/f_ngRaU3sEY/s400/IMG_1216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364264896972153426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-2135463831534163711?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/2135463831534163711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/passatempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/2135463831534163711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/2135463831534163711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/passatempo.html' title='Passatempo'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SnGygLEfYlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/f_ngRaU3sEY/s72-c/IMG_1216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-3239214894055659975</id><published>2009-07-28T09:33:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:52:59.319-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O arquiteto do (quase) impossível</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"El triunfo definitivo de la curva." A frase, disparada no ouvido pelo áudio-guia, enquanto o ônibus turístico passa lentamente em frente a uma das obras arquitetônicas de Antoni Gaudi (1852-1926) nas ruas de Barcelona , resume o espírito revolucionário do trabalho do  arquiteto catalão. Sinuosidade, cor e cuidado no detalhe são as marcas registradas do artista, cujas construções, que já passam de um século de vida, ainda hoje continuam causando a sensação de se estar frente a algo inovador e genial. Nas fotos abaixo, a &lt;a href="http://www.casabatllo.es/"&gt;Casa Batlló&lt;/a&gt;, uma de suas criações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sm8Hk_4maNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/aSZxc5bYJpc/s1600-h/IMG_1886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sm8Hk_4maNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/aSZxc5bYJpc/s400/IMG_1886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363514013427067090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sm8JUVPpyfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vI_82i87_50/s1600-h/IMG_2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sm8JUVPpyfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vI_82i87_50/s400/IMG_2010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363515926126381554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sm8KfjebS4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/zSjGjh2Id8g/s1600-h/IMG_2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sm8KfjebS4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/zSjGjh2Id8g/s400/IMG_2008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363517218436631426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sm8LBxA6HyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vtf-cYsVzI8/s1600-h/IMG_2038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sm8LBxA6HyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vtf-cYsVzI8/s400/IMG_2038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363517806186471202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-3239214894055659975?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/3239214894055659975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-arquiteto-do-quase-impossivel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/3239214894055659975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/3239214894055659975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-arquiteto-do-quase-impossivel.html' title='O arquiteto do (quase) impossível'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sm8Hk_4maNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/aSZxc5bYJpc/s72-c/IMG_1886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-2544320932551600113</id><published>2009-07-23T15:56:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:47:03.772-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desiguais entre os iguais</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Caxias, Madri, Nova Iorque. Não importa aonde, gente é gente. Que sonha, que sofre, que vive. E é nas ruas, em meio ao caminhar trepidante da multidão que passa sem nem mesmo saber para onde vai, que podemos observar a genialidade, a loucura e um pouco mais da essência do que somos nós. Talvez refletidos no olhar puro e sincero da simpática senhora que ganha a vida à encantar os ouvidos mais sensíveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmjC1udCnhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wQ_c4Rrg-oA/s1600-h/IMG_1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmjC1udCnhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wQ_c4Rrg-oA/s400/IMG_1153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361749584643268114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ou na timidez de quem já desistiu de lutar, mas não endureceu o coração frente às agruras da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmjFKaZVY6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/mdrg-j5tYgQ/s1600-h/IMG_1164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmjFKaZVY6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/mdrg-j5tYgQ/s400/IMG_1164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361752139059520418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E na explosão de energia de quem manifesta, através do corpo, a alegria de estar vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmjLGHXz58I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ERjf437RRmo/s1600-h/IMG_1412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmjLGHXz58I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ERjf437RRmo/s400/IMG_1412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361758662303147970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-2544320932551600113?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/2544320932551600113/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/desiguais-entre-os-iguais.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/2544320932551600113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/2544320932551600113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/desiguais-entre-os-iguais.html' title='Desiguais entre os iguais'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmjC1udCnhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wQ_c4Rrg-oA/s72-c/IMG_1153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-3565384812201745083</id><published>2009-07-19T20:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:34:07.185-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Em tempo, sou corrigido pela argentino-brasileira Verônica, leitora do blog, sobre a questão do chorizo (ver postagens anteriores). Na Argentina, chorizo também é um embutido. O contra-filé chama-se bife de chorizo. Mas também não deixa de ser confuso, pois para quem não conhece, bife de chorizo poderia ser uma linguiça frita. Mas quem manda não saber espanhol, né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-3565384812201745083?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/3565384812201745083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/em-tempo-sou-corrigido-pela-argentino.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/3565384812201745083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/3565384812201745083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/em-tempo-sou-corrigido-pela-argentino.html' title=''/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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-5712544809329824470.post-1391397995937092326</id><published>2009-07-19T19:43:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:58:42.127-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Será que estou sendo seguido?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Caminhar pelas ruas tranquilamente, de câmera em punho, mesmo tarde da noite, é uma experiência que para mim, como bom brasileiro, tem sido de difícil aprendizado aqui em Barcelona. É complicado se acostumar com a idéia de que não existe um ladrão em cada esquina pronto para te esfaquear por causa de um tênis surrado ou alguns centavos. Mas juro que estou me esforçando para caminhar sem olhar para trás dezenas de vezes por minuto nem apertar o passo quando cruzo com sujeitos que representem, na minha mente paranóica de terceiro mundista, a face do mal. E assim, de lição em lição, até já fiz dezenas de fotos noturnas. Mas ainda sem descuidar da retaguarda. Segue, na ordem, a Plaza de Catalunya, com o Banco Español de Crédito ao fundo, e um hotel na Via Laetana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmOrogPirxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m-XjQ03FUro/s1600-h/IMG_1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmOrogPirxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m-XjQ03FUro/s400/IMG_1433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360316693839261458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmOrIqeWUhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JFKgKRu2FmM/s1600-h/IMG_1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmOrIqeWUhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JFKgKRu2FmM/s400/IMG_1471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360316146829906450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-1391397995937092326?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/1391397995937092326/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/caminhar-pelas-ruas-tranquilamente-de.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/1391397995937092326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/1391397995937092326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/caminhar-pelas-ruas-tranquilamente-de.html' title='Será que estou sendo seguido?'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmOrogPirxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m-XjQ03FUro/s72-c/IMG_1433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-7504532620317130983</id><published>2009-07-19T13:54:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:50:37.265-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Barcelona trinta graus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Agora chegou a vez de conhecer Barcelona. A viagem com trem de alta velocidade leva três horas desde Madri. A capital catalã está repleta de turistas que andam enlouquecidamente pelas vielas medievais do Bairro Gótico e lotam as praias de Barceloneta, a mais próxima do centro da cidade. E logo a surpresa. Mas não fui só eu, o que será que o simpático casal de velinhos observa com tanta atenção?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sm8P8euqh_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/UglgtpDjczE/s1600-h/IMG_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sm8P8euqh_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/UglgtpDjczE/s400/IMG_1359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363523212936906738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Observe na ampliação da mesma foto e veja. Sim, além do topless, que achei seria o máximo da ousadia, por aqui também tá liberado o nu masculino. Total. Mas são poucos os que se arriscam a desfilar seus "corpitchos" nem tão sarados assim. Ufa, ainda bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmNOzSL_MAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RSZJhLcvbDA/s1600-h/pinto2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmNOzSL_MAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RSZJhLcvbDA/s400/pinto2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360214624463433730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-7504532620317130983?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/7504532620317130983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/agora-chegou-vez-de-conhecer-barcelona_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/7504532620317130983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/7504532620317130983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/agora-chegou-vez-de-conhecer-barcelona_19.html' title='Barcelona trinta graus'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sm8P8euqh_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/UglgtpDjczE/s72-c/IMG_1359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-814650396221768146</id><published>2009-07-17T14:45:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:17:29.252-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário de viagem - Madri VI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmC6Gnthx1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/avh4mlQaSls/s1600-h/IMG_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmC6Gnthx1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/avh4mlQaSls/s400/IMG_1141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359488179472811858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Os hábitos alimentares provavelmente sejam o que mais diferencia culturalmente os povos do mundo. E por aqui não é diferente. Mesmo tendo noções do idioma local, escolher o que comer num cardápio de restaurante pode ser complicado. Existem diferenças inclusive entre o espanhol falado na América do Sul e do falado na Espanha. Se você pedir um chorizo em Buenos Aires, irá se deliciar com o famoso contra-filé cortado grosso e assado na brasa. Aqui receberá um prato com uma espécie de linguiça temperada e frita . O que é bastante comum nos restaurantes de Madri são as tapas ou pinchos, petiscos servidos em porções individuais e que no Brasil seriam considerados como aperitivos, mas por aqui contam por uma refeição. Dentre eles, o mais comum é o Jamon Serrano (foto),  presunto seco e salgado, servido em finas fatias cortadas na hora e acompanhado de uma porção de pão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-814650396221768146?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/814650396221768146/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/diario-de-viagem-madri-vi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/814650396221768146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/814650396221768146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/diario-de-viagem-madri-vi.html' title='Diário de viagem - Madri VI'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmC6Gnthx1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/avh4mlQaSls/s72-c/IMG_1141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-6966435433271108154</id><published>2009-07-17T13:58:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:24:01.598-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário de viagem - Madri V</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmCxkYxYQ8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/82O0h574N6o/s1600-h/IMG_1174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmCxkYxYQ8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/82O0h574N6o/s400/IMG_1174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359478795253859266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmCxDfSjQBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vcz55mi8pB0/s1600-h/IMG_1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmCxDfSjQBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vcz55mi8pB0/s400/IMG_1169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359478230067920914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmCwnzKjnKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lHlFrggBFic/s1600-h/IMG_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmCwnzKjnKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lHlFrggBFic/s400/IMG_1147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359477754366762146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmCyLdJe3FI/AAAAAAAAAEs/T3gGjEbtQAU/s1600-h/IMG_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmCyLdJe3FI/AAAAAAAAAEs/T3gGjEbtQAU/s400/IMG_1193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359479466443594834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seguem mais imagens da cidade. De cima para baixo: a Plaza de España, as balas de goma da feira ao ar livre, Madri antiga e as Puertas de Alcalá, portões que davam acesso à cidade em seus primeiros tempos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmCwF4SfCTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/a5haDgu5YjA/s1600-h/IMG_1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmCwF4SfCTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/a5haDgu5YjA/s400/IMG_1189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359477171626641714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-6966435433271108154?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/6966435433271108154/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/diario-de-viagem-madri-v.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/6966435433271108154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/6966435433271108154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/diario-de-viagem-madri-v.html' title='Diário de viagem - Madri V'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SmCxkYxYQ8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/82O0h574N6o/s72-c/IMG_1174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-3743743227039107529</id><published>2009-07-15T20:53:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:08:38.158-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário de viagem - Madri IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5vdYIFbqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/82WViLsUZaY/s1600-h/IMG_1109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5vdYIFbqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/82WViLsUZaY/s400/IMG_1109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358843157100719778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5ut8XOIzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/p4ehu-jPpYU/s1600-h/IMG_1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5ut8XOIzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/p4ehu-jPpYU/s400/IMG_1101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358842342194160434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os cinemas de rua há muito deixaram de existir nas grandes cidades brasileiras, fruto de problemas como insegurança e a destruição inconsequente do patrimônio histórico  . Aqui, eles continuam firmes e fortes, levando grande público para suas sessões que se estendem pela madrugada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-3743743227039107529?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/3743743227039107529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/diario-de-viagem-madri-iv.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/3743743227039107529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/3743743227039107529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/diario-de-viagem-madri-iv.html' title='Diário de viagem - Madri IV'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5vdYIFbqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/82WViLsUZaY/s72-c/IMG_1109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-8047712295716467018</id><published>2009-07-15T20:34:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:52:42.738-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário de viagem - Madri III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mais imagens com a rica arquitetura da cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5q8v-GffI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yEqfjU1spoc/s1600-h/IMG_1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5q8v-GffI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yEqfjU1spoc/s400/IMG_1003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358838198519102962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5qK8T7mZI/AAAAAAAAADs/iO8gMx6qTWw/s1600-h/IMG_0998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5qK8T7mZI/AAAAAAAAADs/iO8gMx6qTWw/s400/IMG_0998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358837342838430098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5ocJoIiXI/AAAAAAAAADc/G3Iswy0b7QI/s1600-h/IMG_1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5ocJoIiXI/AAAAAAAAADc/G3Iswy0b7QI/s400/IMG_1054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358835439447345522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-8047712295716467018?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/8047712295716467018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/mais-imagens-com-rica-arquitetura-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8047712295716467018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8047712295716467018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/mais-imagens-com-rica-arquitetura-da.html' title='Diário de viagem - Madri III'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5q8v-GffI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yEqfjU1spoc/s72-c/IMG_1003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-8859204115776413836</id><published>2009-07-15T20:13:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:30:37.291-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário de viagem - Madri II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Segurança parece não ser preocupação por aqui. A cidade está lotada de caixas eletrônicos que ficam na calçada, sem nenhum tipo de proteção. E é possível ver as pessoas sacando dinheiro mesmo à noite. Bem tranquilas.Já pensou se fosse no Brasil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5kfjUUqNI/AAAAAAAAADM/4j1a58mUvvw/s1600-h/IMG_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5kfjUUqNI/AAAAAAAAADM/4j1a58mUvvw/s400/IMG_1082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358831099836672210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5la2H6-VI/AAAAAAAAADU/oiUTvI9_w6Q/s1600-h/IMG_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5la2H6-VI/AAAAAAAAADU/oiUTvI9_w6Q/s400/IMG_1102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358832118497212754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-8859204115776413836?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/8859204115776413836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/diario-de-viagem-madri-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8859204115776413836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/8859204115776413836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/diario-de-viagem-madri-ii.html' title='Diário de viagem - Madri II'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl5kfjUUqNI/AAAAAAAAADM/4j1a58mUvvw/s72-c/IMG_1082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-109476315505813539</id><published>2009-07-14T19:13:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:40:01.356-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário de viagem - Madri I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl0HIdTMKwI/AAAAAAAAADE/v2FWFt3WzGM/s1600-h/IMG_0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl0HIdTMKwI/AAAAAAAAADE/v2FWFt3WzGM/s400/IMG_0928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358446973526223618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl0GrPSiuSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/KZ7er46euIk/s1600-h/IMG_0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl0GrPSiuSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/KZ7er46euIk/s400/IMG_0816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358446471549204770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl0GHPKwjgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/nEooJ4aib4Y/s1600-h/IMG_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl0GHPKwjgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/nEooJ4aib4Y/s400/IMG_0846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358445853041266178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após 24 horas de trânsito em aeronaves e aeroportos, finalmente chegamos à bela capital espanhola. São cinco horas de diferença do horário brasileiro e a temperatura beira os trinta graus , mas o calor não chega a ser sufocante. O sol se põe bem tarde e a noite só chega depois das 22 horas. O movimento nas ruas é grande, e as pessoas lotam parques até o início da madrugada. Acima, imagens da Gran Via, uma das principais avenidas madrilenhas, de dia e a noite, e , por último, uma das centenas de vielas existentes no centro da cidade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-109476315505813539?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/109476315505813539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/diario-de-viagem-madri-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/109476315505813539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/109476315505813539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/diario-de-viagem-madri-i.html' title='Diário de viagem - Madri I'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/Sl0HIdTMKwI/AAAAAAAAADE/v2FWFt3WzGM/s72-c/IMG_0928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-3096841013024405351</id><published>2009-07-10T18:14:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T18:34:09.505-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nós, os não-socráticos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SleyqRxN6RI/AAAAAAAAACU/mSPmxae2BX8/s1600-h/IMG_0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SleyqRxN6RI/AAAAAAAAACU/mSPmxae2BX8/s400/IMG_0730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356946721174579474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pensar. Alguém se habilita? Condição que nos diferencia dos animais, o fato é que o pensamento se encontra em extinção.No ano passado comemorou-se os quarenta anos do movimento estudantil de maio de 68, iniciado na França e que acabou por trazer uma série de mudanças mundo afora.Matérias de jornais, lançamentos literários e debates acalorados (nos meios acadêmicos, é claro) resgataram o período e muito se discutiu sobre o real significado e conseqüências práticas resultantes daqueles episódios. E por que tanto alarde em torno de um acontecimento tão longínquo? Provavelmente por ter sido o último grande levantamento baseado no princípio de questionar, questionar e questionar. Ao melhor estilo do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;método socrático*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, que propunha um exercício de raciocínio lógico e elementar, condição básica para que possamos entender as coisas e não simplesmente aceitá-las como inquestionáveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No entanto, depois daquela geração, parece que a apatia tomou conta de todos. As “grandes” discussões giram em torno de assuntos banais tais como o futebol , a vida privada das chamadas “celebridades”  e de quem vai para o “paredão” nos Big Brother’s da vida .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A verdade é que a sociedade tornou-se idiotizada. No Brasil, saímos de uma ditadura militar, ganhamos o direito de falar e pensar o que bem entendemos. Mas não fizemos bom uso deste poder. Ao invés disso, passamos a ser governados pela ditadura econômica, tão ou mais cruel que a de farda, pois ao contrário daquela, esta não tem rosto. Vivemos unicamente para manter nossos empregos e consumir, num círculo vicioso sem fim. E para preservar isto que chamamos de status social,  nos submetemos à lei do silêncio. Não pensamos, não questionamos, não enfrentamos as verdades estabelecidas, como propunha Sócrates . Porque pensar necessita esforço, tempo e causa sofrimento. E para que, já que nossa vida é “tão maravilhosa”?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; método proposto pelo filósofo grego Socrátes, consistindo em cinco passos para questionar temas considerados como verdades absolutas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-3096841013024405351?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/3096841013024405351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/pensar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/3096841013024405351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/3096841013024405351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/pensar.html' title='Nós, os não-socráticos'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SleyqRxN6RI/AAAAAAAAACU/mSPmxae2BX8/s72-c/IMG_0730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712544809329824470.post-5659879376851192682</id><published>2009-07-06T22:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:47:22.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AD ETERNUM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SlKpHW3ALeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bCq6iEOMUg8/s1600-h/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SlKpHW3ALeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bCq6iEOMUg8/s400/IMG_0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355528850757397986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SlKo2yz1BXI/AAAAAAAAABw/eJG_JwLpAaw/s1600-h/IMG_0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SlKo2yz1BXI/AAAAAAAAABw/eJG_JwLpAaw/s400/IMG_0202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355528566202500466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SlKomyTPicI/AAAAAAAAABo/C0LqSvkkQjQ/s1600-h/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SlKomyTPicI/AAAAAAAAABo/C0LqSvkkQjQ/s400/IMG_0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355528291187919298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712544809329824470-5659879376851192682?l=livreimpressao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/feeds/5659879376851192682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/ad-eternum_6833.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/5659879376851192682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712544809329824470/posts/default/5659879376851192682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livreimpressao.blogspot.com/2009/07/ad-eternum_6833.html' title='AD ETERNUM'/><author><name>Éverton Rigatti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02311442446893614316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rs-w3NRfqJg/SlKpHW3ALeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bCq6iEOMUg8/s72-c/IMG_0215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
