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Escort hopefully good weather at night?

I'm re-evaluating, and I would never say Some styles of life that I have always deprecated.
concern the status of women and the emergence in his arduous role positions in society. I think he
made a lot of confusion today, and this feeling increases.
"Free" and enhance the woman can not only mean what it seems ...

but also this:

But maybe I flatter myself that the culture has become asexual and, probably, the guiding philosophies of life and trends remains predominantly male.

Too often I repeat that she "sits" on its luck, given that it excludes a priori the value is not added, but predominantly, intelligence and many other positive qualities of women. If we were only
vaginas and objects of pleasure we do not need the brain, although some say that we have it small.
Maybe ... but many men have it small ... and does not make a tragedy.

I committed to a certain culture, to learn to think with my head and do not make me a slave to something or someone, to achieve economic independence ... and now I see that I overlooked the part where "sit" as a possible source of empowerment and gain, against all logic current state.
Will I go wrong? Today I would be more "arrived" (But where?), More comfortable if I had shared more generously and with men as generous, the venerable object?

Squallor - 'O tiempo goes'

The question that remains unanswered for me, faces perhaps the minds of many young girls and the message passing is ambiguous ...

And so my mind takes refuge in those childhood visions of a kitchen full of skirts and reassuring zero-heeled slippers of felt, pans, stoves, women angels of the hearth busy and free of shackles on my mind, no thought of becoming a model and manager, or perhaps it was better that way because, without deception, were able to be themselves without counting the wrinkles too.

And I have that product? Halfway between contempt for housewives with their wings clipped (now more desperate than ever), admiration for the few women who have had an impact and truly on the company and at the sight of the vagina dell'apoteosi young and primitive?

There is no escape, I think I belong, inexorably to the "middle class ", the squalid middle way that is neither fish nor fowl, neither rich nor poor, neither brilliant nor ignorant ... true mediocrity.

Written by a dear friend and intelligent