Cicero, Ciceronis.
How outdated oimhé. How
not even update my stories. I went into a tunnel that stress, which leads me to do so lazy.
However, do not talk about this, because in truth I will not talk about anything, as my usual.
Or talk about stupid things and futile.
Here, for example. In my head I often post entire smart about important themes and poetic, but in the end do not ever write.
While writing this thing came to my mind the theme of Italian that I did on Tuesday.
Because, as usual, the teacher always makes the track so delicious -like: "The light is everywhere " The infinitesimal size of a drop of milk " Some children are happy and perky the circle "etc etc and so on sugar cane-I opted for that of Latin literature: "Your meeting with Cicero " Well
. I did a meeting. Yes, very Dante-style-sleep, I dream, I find myself on the day of his death at his home and start a dialogue with him.
The fact is this: I'm afraid it's a bit 'too thin for her. _. "
So, I wrote every single thing well-designed semi-Gossips (friend of the slave; Ortenzio's daughter, etc etc) - and the very fact that I analyze his life and his work has been done through dialogue, so right to resume his writing style.
Only ... BHO, it will understand?
It was certainly more pleasant to write the theme, because it was great fun and identify with a man waiting for the assassins at any moment and resumed his life in hand, mincing and sighing over. I even tried to resume his style of speaking and I found myself eagerly write a defense of the "De Orator," that I myself criticized. In the end I which is more or less 6 pages full and thick.
Obviously I did not copy everything nice and I'm sure this is actually influence the media, but it was nice and I am satisfied with myself and my idea.
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