#Solferino

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Libri: M.Breda e S.Caretti, Il nemico di Mussolini, Solferino

Ieri sera presentazione al Corriere della Sera del libro di Breda e Caretti sulla figura di Giacomo Matteotti. Sala stracolma, ahimé in prevalenza di anziani. Insieme agli autori, Breda, giornalista del Corriere e Caretti, professore di Storia contemporanea all’Università degli Studi di Siena, nonché presidente dell’archivio Matteotti, il coordinatore dell’evento Antonio Carioti, anch’egli…

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Solferino Sporting Club

Se ha añadido a la Galería de banderas y escudos de clubes desaparecidos el emblema del Solferino Sporting Club. Gracias a Gabriel Ladetto Porrini sabemos que el club era originario del montevideano barrio del Buceo y que completó 15 temporadas de competición oficial en la órbita A.U.F. entre 1916 y 1931.

Actuó siempre en divisionales de ascenso salvo en 1927, cuando disputó el torneo de Primera División, terminando en la posición 17 de 20 equipos participantes y perdiendo la categoría.

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L’excellent #ladisparition de #mathieusapin #ps #socialiste #socialdemocratie#solferino #juliendray merci @ludofulci76 https://www.instagram.com/p/CkGWZ2fMeXp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Time to win the Stardew Valley Fair (:

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10 More Paris Experiences to Make You Fall in Love with the City of Light

So you’ve explored the main tourist sights in Paris (maybe even some of the ones highlighted here in Top 10 Paris Experiences For Your Next Solo Trip), and now you want to continue your explorations. Here’s another ten experiences that will continue your love affair with Paris! #1. Cross the Seine on Solferino BridgeIf you’ve read my one-day recommended itinerary article (First time in Paris?…

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Sommer-Tour 2024 Toskana

Erstmal vorweg, der Bulli hat und gut hin und wieder nach Hause gebracht. Doch einen Aufreger gab es dann doch.

In den Bergen der Toskana platzte der Bremsschlauch und wir hatten ziemliches Glück, dass nichts weiter passiert ist. Das hätte böse ausgehen können. Über die Gründe können wir aktuell nur spekulieren. Eigentlich dürfte sowas nicht passieren.

Zum Glück war als nächstes die beste Werkstatt Italiens. Dort hat man uns spontan geholfen und den Bulli repariert, so dass wir am nächsten Tag weiterfahren konnten. Hier führt die Mille Miglia vorbei und so hat man hier schon einige reinrassige Flitzer repariert. Jetzt gehört auch unser Bulli dazu.

Uns hat das eine Nacht in einem super B&B verschafft und eine kleine feine Pause mit deutlich mehr Konfort. Die Spezialisten der Werkstatt waren super freundlich und hilfsbereit. Sowas habe ich noch nie erlebt. Einfach klasse! Und die Reparaturkosten hielten sich auch sehr in Grenzen. In Deutschland hätten wir nicht nur Wochen auf einen Termin warten müssen, sondern auch das dreifache bezahlt. Wir sind dem Team der Werkstatt super dankbar!

Belohnt wurden wir mit den Bildern und Eindrücken der Toskana, wie man die sonst nur von Postkarten her kennt. Über Venedig, Florenz und bis Pisa ging es dann wieder zurück mit einem Stopp on Solferino.

Traumhafte malerische Bergdörfer in denen es das berümteste und beste Eis der Welt gibt. Ein Besuch der Lavendel Felder musste dann natürlich auch sein.

Natürlich haben wir noch reichlich mehr Eindrücke sammeln können. Doch dazu reicht der Platz einfach nicht aus, alles hier im Detail zu schildern. Fazit: Die Toskana ist wundervoll und die Menschen sind großartig, freundlich und sehr hilfsbereit.

Als eingefleischter Rotkreuzler mussten wir natürlich auch über Solferino fahren und uns den ursprungsort an sehen, an dem die Rot Kreuz Idee von Henry Dunant geboren wurde. Woraus später auch die die Genfer Konvention hervorging. Am 24. Juni 1859 war die Schlacht von Solferino und auf den Tag genau 165 Jahre später stehen wir vor dem Cafe Dunant in Solferino.

Viva l'Italia e viva la Croce Rossa! Wir kommen wieder!

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Marina Marazza "Le due mogli di Manzoni", presentazione

La voce di Teresa che racconta la sua storia è la voce di ogni donna che ama troppo e queste pagine, impeccabili nella ricostruzione storica, trasportano la sua vicenda nella dimensione universale dell’amore che esalta ma che può anche distruggere. Manzoni, svelato in una luce intima e nuova, scende dal piedistallo e ci appare umano, con le sue tenerezze e le sue miserie. Così che in questo…

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I 100 anni della signora Teresa Solferino Pagliaro, Auguri!

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Club Atlético Solferino Juniors

Nuevo club albirrojo cuyo banderín pudo ser diseñado gracias al aporte de Javier Padilla y añadido a la Galería de banderas y escudos de clubes desaparecidos.

La entidad tenía su sede en la calle Juan Ramón Gómez 2624 y gracias a Gabriel Ladetto Porrini sabemos que tan solo compitió dos temporadas en la Extra B, las de 1954 y 1956.

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Ceccano, via Solferino appena riparata...

Ceccano, via Solferino appena riparata…

Appariva così, stamane, dopo che qualche giorno fa era stato steso il nuovo asfalto: via Solferino è una strada che ne ha viste di tutte in questi anni. Fu ripavimentata completamente nel 2009, con i cosiddetti marciapiedi a scomparsa, nel senso che i marciapiedi furono realizzati ma sono a filo con la sede stradale, così che non se ne comprende la ragione. Dovettero mettere dei dissuasori per…

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Mercato coperto di largo Manni da rilanciare con prodotti agricoli locali

Mercato coperto di largo Manni da rilanciare con prodotti agricoli locali

Il mercato di piazza Solferino Rilanciare il mercato coperto di Largo Manni rendendo disponibili i box attualmente liberi per la vendita di prodotti agricoli. Questo è l’obiettivo che si propone l’amministrazione comunale attraverso un atto d’indirizzo approvato dalla giunta comunale su proposta dell’assessore al commercio Stefano Fatale. “Per ottenere questo risultato dobbiamo procedere…

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⌕ FLIMSY FEELINGS, 18+

⟢ CHARACTER : blade x afab! reader WC : 1.4k

⟢ WARNINGS : EXPLICIT, MDNI. dubcon, somno, voyeur! blade, oral (fem receiving), sadistic masochistic themes, mutual masturb#tion, cunnilingus

⟢ A/N : we don't have much info abt his character rn but i tried my best with the available provided info as of the moment !! enjoy <3

raven hair ripples from the bitter cold winds blowing, the glint of crisp solferino hues show a reflection of an unknown person - someone the stellaron hunters just happened to pick up as they tread upon weaving the threads of fate, just how the screen play director foretold.

it was just blade and you alone, encompassed by the archaic, gunmetal gray walls. blade watches your slumbering figure as he wears a solemn face, lips pressed into a thin line, not showing any kind of expression at all except for a stoic mask.

is it really a mask? no one could tell. blade just proceeds to stride towards your body, feeling an aching sensation he needed to tend to. it's a feeling he'd come to despise - but it's still a part of his bodily function. even though he abandoned his old way of living and is now in a pursuit of his path to vengeance, there are trivial things he must fulfill at once.

blade slowly descends to your position, vision still not anchoring away from your dozing shape. humans truly are fragile, he thought to himself— to see someone in their vulnerable state, it feels quite intimate. it was an epiphany blade had for a long time ago he forgot when, but all he knows right now is there's just one thing that must be done.

he feels his pants grow tighter by the minute, the flickering light bulb casts a darker shade of monochrome gray on the crotch part. the navy haired doesn't delay any further and proceeds to get it done. blade unbuckles his belt swiftly, letting the item crash against the concrete flooring; followed suit is an act of self pleasure, he gradually wraps his dominant around his throbbing girth, reveling the wamrth he had to offer to himself in dead silence.

the stellaron hunter may not show it but gratification already courses through his system. at a slow pace, he continues to lean more towards your figure, his cock now at its full glory. its head twitches, itching for a sensation for it to be enveloped in; something warm, something tight and something alive. three qualifications that his mere hands could not satisfy.

perhaps that was your sole purpose for you being brought here in the stellaron hunters' temporary hideout. he rips your clothes with one clean cut from the cracked sword he brandishes, one of the many ways he showcases his astonishing swordsmanship. steadily positioning himself from your slit, a hot, rock hard feeling rubs on your lower lips.

blade's heart begins to pulsate against his rib cage, each beat becoming louder and faster in such an irregular manner. the more he got to feel your slippery cunt, the more eager he only got. and with one powerful thrust, he successfully makes his entrance inside you, his cock lavishing the comfort of your velvet walls clamping around his length.

he huffs a deep breath and only realizes it late as he catches a quick whiff of your scent— for some reason, he was drawn on. the male inches forward your neck, his hands tightly clasped on yours to make sure there would be no attempt of escape. presently atop you while you laid on your stomach, you could feel some faint but added pressure on your limbs plus a somewhat familiar presence from above.

blade was only detached from what you were feeling and only carried on with his own intentions. he rams inside you with no forewarnings, his tip fills you all the way up to the very brim. a breathy, whiny moan erupts in the vicinity that undoubtedly came from you but he heeds no mind to it— continuing to pound into your walls, intruding with such an abrupt pace and not in gradual motions.

in anything that he does, he emanates of destruction. a polar opposite of care, tenderness and love; it shows in his rough, vertiginious thrusts, his firm tight touch, and lastly, in his facial expression. you were not one bit shocked, if anything, you just accepted what is happening as of the present. being used as a cocksleeve for a passing feeling, it rips at your heartstrings but you were powerless before him.

you continued to pretend as if you were still dozing off in spite the mewl that you tried so hard to bite back, stifling more noises threatening to slip out. it would be far more awkward if you're awake as you weren't one bit acquainted with blade. not even shared glances, all the information you have is an overheard conversation from the hunters, only knowing his sole name : blade.

the swordsman eventually begins to drop his guard down, becoming more lax at letting his guttural groans come undone from his mouth. his bandaged hand wanders on your naked, exposed skin, traveling to places where he finds the most appealing. aside from the sound of skin slapping, clothes shifting and his jagged breathing were accompanied by the chime of his dangling scarlet earring.

a sharp pang of pain follows from a loud smack sound. it was his slender hand coming into harsh contact against the plush of your ass, leaving darker imprints from your complexion - it was no doubt, his spanking's seal. you could no longer play pretend as you wince from the pain, your eyes shot open and you turn your head.

your vision was then graced by the indigo haired, he took notice that you were awoken but as usual, he's cold as a gelid ice. he did not care.

when suddenly, he withdraws his cock from your pussy and flips your body around— thus making you meet his face, catching you off guard from your current dazed state. you slowly look up to meet his sharp gaze to the point that you could see your own image from his vivid cerise eyes. your very first locked gaze with blade, and mayhaps the last. his hand clasps on yours once again but only to bring it down to your cunt, he proceeds to uncurl your balled up fist.

he guides your fingers to stroke and pleasure yourself, your own digits prodding through your wet entrance. your breathing quickens, a foreign sensation brewing in the pits of your abdomen; meanwhile blade doesn't do anything but to watch on your expressions. "continue." blade commands ; his raspy, deep voice resounds into your ears.

you were struck with both of shock and nervousness, his tone laced with authority and coldness to it yet again. as embarrassing as it is to do it in front of a man you've never met in your lifetime, you obey his order, continuing to pump your fingers in and out of your coiling walls before his predatory naked eyes.

the navy haired pleasures himself at present, along with you - matching your rhythm. your legs spread open in front of him to feast upon that no man has ever tasted, an unfamiliar sensation wells in his heart. he groans and picks up the pace of him stroking his own erection, a feeling of release immediately dawning upon him.

with blurry vision, for a moment, you could see a hint of sadness and regret behind the vermillion windows of his soul. although the actions he's committing currently are lascivious and of lust, you swear to yourself there was something more than what meets the eye.

as quickly time flashes, strings of muddy white spring out from his cock, the liquids spilling into your exposed tits and your panic stricken face. he catches his breath in the midst of it, heavy panting echoes inside the enclosed vicinity. "i didn't order you to stop."

his words pierces your perturbed mind, he pertains to your masturbation ending just as when he reached his climax. the male swiftly gathers all the cum littering your skin with one hand and one movement, cupping the liquids carefully only to insert all of it into your pussy.

a moan bubbles from your throat, feeling his long fingers curl inside your sticky walls. blade, even though a stoic man most of the time, he's also full of surprises. he flicks his tongue over your clit, the pointy tip rubbing viscules and in circular motions on the specific spot.

your back arches, waves of pleasure crashing upon your lethargic self. blade doesn't halt and carries on to suck your walls out, margins of his sticky lips perfectly fitting with your lower ones. his tongue once again skillfully glides over your sensitive parts— earning him your climax as it spills out from your hole, adorning his sharp, masculine features as if your ejaculation was an accessory.

it felt ecstatic, as if your body drifts into the seventh heaven from blade's cold touches. in spite of the overwhelming gratification pooling in your body, hundreds of questions start to flare up in your mind, mainly about blade's identity. naturally, it rolls from your lips, a question he didn't see coming.

"what are you really?"

among the many blank faces blade shows you this night, he finally unravels a different one upon encountering your question. "are you really that fervent to know?" he rhetorically asks as a sneering smile creeps on his lips.

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solferino, san martino in memento mori: the dead among us - paul koudounaris (2015)