<?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-7515604816592839735</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:48:57.237-07:00</updated><category term='fictiune'/><category term='serie'/><category term='virtual'/><category term='eroi'/><category term='cartof'/><category term='acord'/><category term='licenta'/><title type='text'>Fictiunea de zi cu zi</title><subtitle type='html'>superficial, artificial, ficial..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fictiune moderna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352526136621395176</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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7515604816592839735.post-1552894075718615361</id><published>2008-01-06T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T12:11:21.713-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='licenta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eroi'/><title type='text'>Eroi au fost, eroi sunt inca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/R4E10PThilI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9cZQ03rzLRo/s1600-h/06_19_10.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/R4E10PThilI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9cZQ03rzLRo/s400/06_19_10.JPEG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152458620266449490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;asteptand prima serie de licente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7515604816592839735-1552894075718615361?l=fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/1552894075718615361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7515604816592839735&amp;postID=1552894075718615361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/1552894075718615361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/1552894075718615361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/2008/01/eroi-au-fost-eroi-sunt-inca_06.html' title='Eroi au fost, eroi sunt inca'/><author><name>Fictiune moderna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352526136621395176</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/_hyUa6eX05mM/R4E10PThilI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9cZQ03rzLRo/s72-c/06_19_10.JPEG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7515604816592839735.post-1183857530017713943</id><published>2008-01-06T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T11:47:23.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dig in &amp;out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/R4EwLvThijI/AAAAAAAAABA/0gVgOLtpWZE/s1600-h/ei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/R4EwLvThijI/AAAAAAAAABA/0gVgOLtpWZE/s400/ei.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152452426923608626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorable quotes for&lt;br /&gt;2 Days in Paris (2007)&lt;br /&gt;Marion: It always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all, nothing. It hurts so much. When I feel someone is going to leave me, I have a tendency to break up first before I get to hear the whole thing. Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story. I really love this one. When I think that its over, that I'll never see him again like this... well yes, I'll bump into him, we'll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we'll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. Almost. Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, fuck around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well. There's a moment in life where you can't recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7515604816592839735-1183857530017713943?l=fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/1183857530017713943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7515604816592839735&amp;postID=1183857530017713943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/1183857530017713943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/1183857530017713943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/2008/01/dig-in.html' title='Dig in &amp;out'/><author><name>Fictiune moderna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352526136621395176</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/_hyUa6eX05mM/R4EwLvThijI/AAAAAAAAABA/0gVgOLtpWZE/s72-c/ei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7515604816592839735.post-7769038938904704465</id><published>2007-12-09T15:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T15:12:33.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AUplnn462uE</title><content type='html'>Knight Rider, a shadowy flight into the dangerous world of a man who does not exist. Michael Knight, a young loner on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent, the powerless, the helpless in a world of criminals who operate above the law.&lt;br /&gt;Michael Knight, a lone crusader in a dangerous world. The world... of the Knight Rider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good old days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7515604816592839735-7769038938904704465?l=fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/7769038938904704465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7515604816592839735&amp;postID=7769038938904704465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/7769038938904704465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/7769038938904704465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/2007/12/httpwwwyoutubecomwatchvauplnn462ue.html' title='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AUplnn462uE'/><author><name>Fictiune moderna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352526136621395176</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7515604816592839735.post-8066232242421594852</id><published>2007-12-04T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T13:27:05.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord can you hear me now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/R1XGEoSt85I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZO-BREMyfmU/s1600-h/Sara_041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/R1XGEoSt85I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZO-BREMyfmU/s400/Sara_041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140232332550992786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu mi-as imagina ca sunt decedat ( de ce dat) si nu decefacut, am obosit sa cred si sa nu cercetez. Tot tu stii mai bine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7515604816592839735-8066232242421594852?l=fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/8066232242421594852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7515604816592839735&amp;postID=8066232242421594852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/8066232242421594852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/8066232242421594852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/2007/12/lord-can-you-hear-me-now.html' title='Lord can you hear me now?'/><author><name>Fictiune moderna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352526136621395176</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/_hyUa6eX05mM/R1XGEoSt85I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZO-BREMyfmU/s72-c/Sara_041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7515604816592839735.post-8985975401903805445</id><published>2007-11-30T16:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T16:16:21.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Despre poduri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/R1CmVoSt84I/AAAAAAAAAAw/F4clNua3FNo/s1600-R/200px-Alexis_de_tocqueville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/R1CmVoSt84I/AAAAAAAAAAw/7dRcZ-v4RwA/s400/200px-Alexis_de_tocqueville.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138790065353126786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stau si ma uit la el..i-au trecut prin minte atat de multe lucruri, pe unele din ele le-a si pus pe hartie, oare a realizat ce norocos a fost? acum putem controla timpul..timpul spalarii rufelor, putem stabili temperaturi de incalzire a mancarii, putem cumpara stilouri parker, dar nu putem scrie in asa fel incat sa simtim ce asternem pe monitor, permanent ne departam de noi si "ceilalti", RSS, "entry". Alexis, de abia astept sa trecem impreuna podul, doar esti de-al casei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7515604816592839735-8985975401903805445?l=fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/8985975401903805445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7515604816592839735&amp;postID=8985975401903805445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/8985975401903805445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/8985975401903805445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/2007/11/despre-poduri.html' title='Despre poduri'/><author><name>Fictiune moderna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352526136621395176</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/_hyUa6eX05mM/R1CmVoSt84I/AAAAAAAAAAw/7dRcZ-v4RwA/s72-c/200px-Alexis_de_tocqueville.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7515604816592839735.post-8387742407869840993</id><published>2007-11-21T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:05:22.387-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virtual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartof'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fictiune'/><title type='text'>Surprise, short lines and no travelers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/R0S5qut-NcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fEiYYQZmmKE/s1600-h/149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/R0S5qut-NcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fEiYYQZmmKE/s400/149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135433618855704002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumea se muta incet in spatiul virtual (nu "cunosc" foarte multi, poate sergiulica, gracie, vlad, ruxi..la o prima degustare) , aud zvonuri despre sfarsitul internetului, aud, totul este international, corporatist, regional sau urban. Ramane de vazut in ce masura cartoful din piata revolutiei si biscuitele din piata charles de gaulle se vor pune de acord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7515604816592839735-8387742407869840993?l=fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/8387742407869840993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7515604816592839735&amp;postID=8387742407869840993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/8387742407869840993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/8387742407869840993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/2007/11/surprise-short-lines-and-no-travelers.html' title='Surprise, short lines and no travelers'/><author><name>Fictiune moderna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352526136621395176</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/_hyUa6eX05mM/R0S5qut-NcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fEiYYQZmmKE/s72-c/149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7515604816592839735.post-7964119268082389827</id><published>2007-10-28T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T13:53:04.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De acum inainte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/RyT148sl89I/AAAAAAAAAAc/vk_ngz6L-rE/s1600-h/16082007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/RyT148sl89I/AAAAAAAAAAc/vk_ngz6L-rE/s400/16082007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126492634569110482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orasele nu vorbesc limbi diferite, nu se amuza pe seama celor mai mici, vorbesc aceeasi limba universala a burg-ului, orasului, city-ului, oricum il denumim noi, pejosmergatori, sau dinmasinaprivitorii, se respecta intre ele, ar trebui sa intelegem ceva din toata aceasta poveste inchipuita..sau..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7515604816592839735-7964119268082389827?l=fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/7964119268082389827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7515604816592839735&amp;postID=7964119268082389827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/7964119268082389827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/7964119268082389827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/2007/10/de-acum-inainte.html' title='De acum inainte'/><author><name>Fictiune moderna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352526136621395176</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/_hyUa6eX05mM/RyT148sl89I/AAAAAAAAAAc/vk_ngz6L-rE/s72-c/16082007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7515604816592839735.post-4046190434439922474</id><published>2007-10-28T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T13:48:24.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incotro?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/RyTztssl88I/AAAAAAAAAAU/3gmmzh3yU3E/s1600-h/21082007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hyUa6eX05mM/RyTztssl88I/AAAAAAAAAAU/3gmmzh3yU3E/s400/21082007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126490242272326594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orasul ne priveste, nu conteaza strada pe care te afli, sau daca te apleci sa iti legi sireturile, nu ma refer la camerele din marile metropole, ce au inceput sa apara chiar in cele mai mici, ale noastre, pentru ca in spatele camerelor sunt calculatoare operate de oameni, ma refer la..orasul interesat de viata ta, de drumul si scopul tau..To be completed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7515604816592839735-4046190434439922474?l=fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/4046190434439922474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7515604816592839735&amp;postID=4046190434439922474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/4046190434439922474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De4a29f35ce909019%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330355965%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48B2F3CA2800C5E0D95A3CF247C304171F530158.5A9DD663FE1A2ECEA0EE01BE39388EB78F2E3AAD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De4a29f35ce909019%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfAgoLaRPLwk6apM3TSZlZBL6dpg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multumesc autoarei si orasului de provenienta (al secventei, nu al "artistului")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7515604816592839735-4040450948101122690?l=fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' 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Suna tragic, stiu! Asta era si ideea, un pic de tragism nu te poate afecta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7515604816592839735-5988546444858029981?l=fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/5988546444858029981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7515604816592839735&amp;postID=5988546444858029981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/5988546444858029981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/5988546444858029981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/2007/10/cuvinte-inmuiate-in-tragic.html' title='Cuvinte inmuiate in tragic'/><author><name>Fictiune moderna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352526136621395176</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-7515604816592839735.post-6351024590511315820</id><published>2007-10-20T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:15:00.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fictiunea zilei de astazi, 20 octombrie nu are o caracteristica anume, pur si simplu captiveaza..cand o sa aibe mai mult sens, o sa fac bine si o sa revin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7515604816592839735-6351024590511315820?l=fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/6351024590511315820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7515604816592839735&amp;postID=6351024590511315820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/6351024590511315820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7515604816592839735/posts/default/6351024590511315820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictiunemoderna.blogspot.com/2007/10/fictiunea-zilei-de-astazi-20-octombrie.html' title=''/><author><name>Fictiune moderna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18352526136621395176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
