<?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-5035309486224166398</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:05:20.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.:::Revista Lasanha - Coluna: Emerson Wiskow::.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>.::Revista Lasanha::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361483112683124342</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035309486224166398.post-6463616163738979320</id><published>2008-07-05T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:06:46.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem saber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/SG_P1u3FsgI/AAAAAAAAAJs/TCD5F2wZm3k/s1600-h/52970572_c93f81db94[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219619015164801538" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/SG_OGOCLGrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wy_gGiugRa4/s320/466040421_92b4abf100%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Você vai pra guerra?- perguntou ela.&lt;br /&gt;- Sim, tenho que ir.&lt;br /&gt;- Você não precisa.&lt;br /&gt;- Todos vão. Tenho que ir.&lt;br /&gt;- E o quê eu farei aqui enquanto você estiver naquela merda toda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035309486224166398-6463616163738979320?l=lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/6463616163738979320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/6463616163738979320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/2008/07/apenas-jogando.html' title='Sem saber'/><author><name>.::Revista Lasanha::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361483112683124342</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/_50O5gWUObTE/SG_P1u3FsgI/AAAAAAAAAJs/TCD5F2wZm3k/s72-c/52970572_c93f81db94%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035309486224166398.post-2051019919100793505</id><published>2008-02-21T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T14:39:09.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TANGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APARTAMENTO E UM MAÇO DE CIGARROS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro dia. Sem música, apenas um quase silêncio. Melancolia. A Cidade Fantasma é uma merda. Assim continuará. O maior símbolo da cidade Fantasma é um avião numa praça morta, assim como todas as coisas aqui, ele não voa.&lt;br /&gt;O apartamento é minúsculo e sobre o sofá está um maço de cigarros e o livro Crazy Cook de Henry Miller. O galo louco, o pau louco, o cacete louco de Miller. Um tempestuoso triângulo amoroso que leva o escritor ao desespero. Concluí que não gostaria de estar na pele de Henry Miller. Passo a vida evitando mulheres loucas, mas nem sempre consigo.&lt;br /&gt;Lembro de um tango, de Astor Piazzolla, de mulheres usando leves vestidos que ao dançarem deixam escapar longas e lindas pernas. Lembro das mulheres que não conheci.&lt;br /&gt;Abro a geladeira para pegar algo para beber. Encontro apenas uma garrafa de coca layt. Como Joana consegue beber isto? Tento beber um gole, desisto, pego o maço de cigarro sobre o sofá e espio a cidade lá fora enquanto a suave brisa da noite lambe meu rosto. Fumo um cigarro e penso nas coisas e tenho vontade de usar um chapéu panamá.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;APARTAMENTO NÚMERO 2 E OUTRO MAÇO DE CIGARROS&lt;br /&gt;(Um garoto numa noite solitária e quente)&lt;br /&gt;11:30 da noite.&lt;br /&gt;No banheiro. Um garoto caga, peida e depois ejacula.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda com a bunda suja de merda ele não se agüenta. Sentado no vaso sanitário, folheando uma revista repleta de mulheres nuas esgaçando-se ao máximo. Humberto masturba-se. Elas são loiras, com cabelos lisos, finos e dourados. Parecem de borracha e sem ossos. As mulheres estampadas nas páginas da revista são lindas, possuem os olhos azuis como ele nunca viu na Cidade Fantasma. Todas tem a pele muito branca. Algumas não possuem pêlos, estão completamente lisas, depiladas. Mostram tudo ao máximo. O buraco entre suas pernas lembra um túnel cor-de-carne.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de ejacular Humberto limpa o pênis com papel higiênico, amassa tudo até que tome a forma e o tamanho de uma bola de ping-pong. Uma bola de papel e sêmem. Logo após atira joga no vaso sanitário e puxa a descaga. Em seguida limpa a bunda, tira um maço de cigarros do bolso e abre a pequena janela do banheiro para fumar escondido. Sua mãe está na sala, solitária ouve um disco de tango entre suspiros e imagens do seu passado. O garoto dá mais uma tragada no cigarro e com o corpo leve lê o título da revista em sua mão, "Suecas depravadas".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035309486224166398-2051019919100793505?l=lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/2051019919100793505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/2051019919100793505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/2008/02/tango.html' title='TANGO'/><author><name>.::Revista Lasanha::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361483112683124342</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035309486224166398.post-6602629087535157721</id><published>2007-12-19T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:06:47.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entrevista com Allan Sieber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/R2lsADnz_aI/AAAAAAAAAH8/A0AMzhDkdUY/s1600-h/allan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145762797475593634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/R2lsADnz_aI/AAAAAAAAAH8/A0AMzhDkdUY/s320/allan.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/R2lruTnz_ZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KB07breIdog/s1600-h/noel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145762492532915602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/R2lruTnz_ZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KB07breIdog/s320/noel.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/R2lrcznz_YI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-J5ze9TachE/s1600-h/noel.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Allan Sieber firmou-se como um dos grandes nomes do cartum nacional. Tem editados os livros Vida de Estagiário, Preto no Branco e Sem Comentários, além de ter seu trabalho publicado em diversas revistas. Trabalhando também com animação, o cartunista Allan Sieber é autor de muitas animações de sucesso produzidas pela Toscographics. Allan é dono de um humor ácido, não perdoando ninguém. Confira a entrevista que fiz com o cartunista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wiskow&lt;/strong&gt;: Quais forão tuas principais influências nos quadrinhos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allan:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Crumb, Angeli, Jaguar, Millor e Fabio Zimbres. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wiskow:&lt;/strong&gt; Existe mercado para um cartunista gaúcho ganhar reconhecimento sem deixar o Rio Grande do Sul?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Allan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; É meio complicado, mas existem pessoas que não saem do RS e vivem de cartum como o Vasques e o Santiago, e mais recentemente o Rodrigo Rosa e o Moa. Hoje isso está mais fácil por causa do e-mail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wiskow:&lt;/strong&gt; Como está o mercado de animação no Brasil?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Allan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Depende, quanto a termos técnicos vai muito bem, temos excelentes animadores, agora quanto a animação autoral os roteiros são muito mongóis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wiskow:&lt;/strong&gt; Qual o autor, tu gostas na literatura?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Allan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Gosto desses caras como Gay Talese, Tom Wolfe e Nick Tosches que fazem jornalismo/ficção. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wiskow: &lt;/strong&gt;Cartunista ganha mulher no traço?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Allan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Meu amigo, mulher dá pra qualquer um. Se não fosse assim um cara como o Dado Dolabella não comeria tanta gente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wiskow:&lt;/strong&gt; Qual o grande nome do cartum no momento?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Allan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Acho genial o trabalho do Arnaldo Branco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wiskow:&lt;/strong&gt; Tu achas que um dia o Brasil poderá ter uma cena altenativa de quadrinhos como existe nos Estados Unidos, onde muitos autores publicam e fazem sucesso sem as grandes editoras?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allan:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Acho que não. Aqui nem as grandes editoras vendem tão bem. Ninguém lê e ninguém tem dinheiro para comprar livros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wiskow:&lt;/strong&gt; Você está trabalhando em mais algum filme de animação?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Allan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Estou fazendo o curta "Animadores" , sobre animadores de festas infantis e na pré-produção do longa "De Mão em Mão".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wiskow:&lt;/strong&gt; Cartunistas surgiam de fanzines impressos em xerox. Hoje, quase todos cartunistas possui um blog. Ter um blog ou site, tornou-se essencial para o cartunista?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Allan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sim, é essencial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wiskow:&lt;/strong&gt; Duas razões para não se tornar um cartunista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Allan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Geralmente os cartunistas são meio chatos e geralmente é um trabalho sem muito glamour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais Allan Sieber nos sites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.allansieber.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.allansieber.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.toscographics.com.br/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.toscographics.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035309486224166398-6602629087535157721?l=lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/6602629087535157721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/6602629087535157721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/2007/12/entrevista-com-allan-sieber.html' title='Entrevista com Allan Sieber'/><author><name>.::Revista Lasanha::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361483112683124342</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/_50O5gWUObTE/R2lsADnz_aI/AAAAAAAAAH8/A0AMzhDkdUY/s72-c/allan.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035309486224166398.post-2596822266296131195</id><published>2007-09-21T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:06:49.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foda-se Barbie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQVGH4YNJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/dOQAdWZfa0Y/s1600-h/29_kukly_50432[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112734671911269522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQVGH4YNJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/dOQAdWZfa0Y/s320/29_kukly_50432%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQU9n4YNII/AAAAAAAAAHc/CLqpSfBTm2o/s1600-h/25_kukly_43228[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112734525882381442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQU9n4YNII/AAAAAAAAAHc/CLqpSfBTm2o/s320/25_kukly_43228%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQU1X4YNHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BWeyWWtLCM0/s1600-h/19_kukly_79674[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112734384148460658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQU1X4YNHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BWeyWWtLCM0/s320/19_kukly_79674%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQUq34YNGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GnIO-UzzaJA/s1600-h/12_kukly_54634[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112734203759834210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQUq34YNGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GnIO-UzzaJA/s320/12_kukly_54634%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQUgX4YNFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gdueTMZqo7A/s1600-h/11_kukly_62786[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112734023371207762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQUgX4YNFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gdueTMZqo7A/s320/11_kukly_62786%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQUWX4YNEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/p1Scs9OLq1o/s1600-h/07_kukly_35033[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112733851572515906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQUWX4YNEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/p1Scs9OLq1o/s320/07_kukly_35033%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQUNX4YNDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/URA_D17BfLc/s1600-h/03_kukly_61548[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112733696953693234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQUNX4YNDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/URA_D17BfLc/s320/03_kukly_61548%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQUD34YNCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gtUV4DWam50/s1600-h/01_kukly_73297[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112733533744935970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQUD34YNCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gtUV4DWam50/s320/01_kukly_73297%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035309486224166398-2596822266296131195?l=lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/2596822266296131195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/2596822266296131195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/2007/09/foda-se-barbie.html' title='Foda-se Barbie!'/><author><name>.::Revista Lasanha::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361483112683124342</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/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQVGH4YNJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/dOQAdWZfa0Y/s72-c/29_kukly_50432%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035309486224166398.post-8387144646971736866</id><published>2007-09-21T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:06:49.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQMI34YNAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HmQYDYjejaw/s1600-h/tn[7].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112724823551259650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQMI34YNAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HmQYDYjejaw/s320/tn%5B7%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035309486224166398-8387144646971736866?l=lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/8387144646971736866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/8387144646971736866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>.::Revista Lasanha::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361483112683124342</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/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQMI34YNAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HmQYDYjejaw/s72-c/tn%5B7%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035309486224166398.post-8502420152391355559</id><published>2007-09-21T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:06:50.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQJnX4YM_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BopGxtj_45s/s1600-h/18_lubov_90837[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112722049002386418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQJnX4YM_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BopGxtj_45s/s320/18_lubov_90837%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQJan4YM-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/YwuW45_SeAc/s1600-h/14_lubov_73283[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112721829959054306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQJan4YM-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/YwuW45_SeAc/s320/14_lubov_73283%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQJOn4YM9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/GVD-eXnJbwM/s1600-h/03_lubov_108254[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112721623800624082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQJOn4YM9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/GVD-eXnJbwM/s320/03_lubov_108254%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ted, tem uma tempestade lá fora!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Porra, e quem se importa? O General Custer não sabia se divertir e acabou sendo fodido por Touro Sentado e Cavalo Louco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Ah, você está certo. As garotas estão quentes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035309486224166398-8502420152391355559?l=lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/8502420152391355559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/8502420152391355559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/2007/09/bunker.html' title='Bunker'/><author><name>.::Revista Lasanha::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361483112683124342</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/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQJnX4YM_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BopGxtj_45s/s72-c/18_lubov_90837%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035309486224166398.post-4979300410735929402</id><published>2007-09-21T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:06:50.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQIPX4YM8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/uSEn2c-eh9E/s1600-h/05_stern_28546[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112720537173898178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQIPX4YM8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/uSEn2c-eh9E/s320/05_stern_28546%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQH734YM7I/AAAAAAAAAFw/cufxcmNR_3s/s1600-h/04_stern_45989[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112720202166449074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQH734YM7I/AAAAAAAAAFw/cufxcmNR_3s/s320/04_stern_45989%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQHdn4YM5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/8iLwT-XlGJY/s1600-h/02_stern_75029[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112719682475406226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQHdn4YM5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/8iLwT-XlGJY/s320/02_stern_75029%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorria para mim, querida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035309486224166398-4979300410735929402?l=lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/4979300410735929402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/4979300410735929402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/2007/09/sorria-para-mim-querida.html' title=''/><author><name>.::Revista Lasanha::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361483112683124342</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/_50O5gWUObTE/RvQIPX4YM8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/uSEn2c-eh9E/s72-c/05_stern_28546%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035309486224166398.post-5356095324807096356</id><published>2007-08-30T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:06:51.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RtdULZtqqeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yfXuSpU31X0/s1600-h/rabiscos1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104641257505466850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RtdULZtqqeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yfXuSpU31X0/s320/rabiscos1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rabiscos de uma noite de insônia. W.&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/5035309486224166398-5356095324807096356?l=lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/5356095324807096356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/5356095324807096356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/2007/08/rabiscos-de-uma-noite-de-insnia.html' title=''/><author><name>.::Revista Lasanha::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361483112683124342</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/_50O5gWUObTE/RtdULZtqqeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yfXuSpU31X0/s72-c/rabiscos1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035309486224166398.post-808772678907620357</id><published>2007-08-30T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:06:51.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Morango e Chocolate'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RtdTlJtqqdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BEIiUSSF3Sk/s1600-h/aurita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104640600375470546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RtdTlJtqqdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BEIiUSSF3Sk/s320/aurita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RtdTXJtqqcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/EHXk7EdUTiE/s1600-h/MoranChocpagi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104640359857301954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RtdTXJtqqcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/EHXk7EdUTiE/s320/MoranChocpagi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RtdOB5tqqbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-E69IduHh1Y/s1600-h/aurita.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taí o novo álbum de &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Aurelia Aurita&lt;/span&gt; lançado pela &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;editora Casa 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morango e Chocolate é uma história erótica autobiográfica narrada por Aurelia Aurita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Aurelia Aurita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; é um pseudônimo (tomado a um tipo de medusa ou água-marinha) de Chenda Khun, artista francesa de origem chinesa e Khmer, nascida na França em 1980. Ela começou sua carreira com excelente selo: publicando estórias curtas na revista-título da editora Fluide Glacial. Em 2001, ela obteve o prêmio Alph'Art como melhor roteirista novata, no Festival de Angoulême.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erotismo do bom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035309486224166398-808772678907620357?l=lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/808772678907620357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/808772678907620357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/2007/08/morango-e-chocolate.html' title='&apos;Morango e Chocolate&apos;'/><author><name>.::Revista Lasanha::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361483112683124342</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/_50O5gWUObTE/RtdTlJtqqdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BEIiUSSF3Sk/s72-c/aurita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035309486224166398.post-9182933133203784009</id><published>2007-08-11T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:06:51.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/Rr5SEIy56VI/AAAAAAAAAEk/dZMUCnhSWyk/s1600-h/DINHEIRO%5B1%5D[1].png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097602059263928658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/Rr5SEIy56VI/AAAAAAAAAEk/dZMUCnhSWyk/s320/DINHEIRO%255B1%255D%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035309486224166398-9182933133203784009?l=lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/9182933133203784009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/9182933133203784009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>.::Revista Lasanha::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361483112683124342</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/_50O5gWUObTE/Rr5SEIy56VI/AAAAAAAAAEk/dZMUCnhSWyk/s72-c/DINHEIRO%255B1%255D%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035309486224166398.post-1632790772760474181</id><published>2007-07-24T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:06:52.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUEBRA-OSSOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RqZKyFrD1QI/AAAAAAAAABs/6kxXAqMEiYE/s1600-h/pulp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RqZKyFrD1QI/AAAAAAAAABs/6kxXAqMEiYE/s320/pulp1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090838653165622530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RqZKY1rD1PI/AAAAAAAAABk/INBQmWq7qac/s1600-h/ossos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RqZKY1rD1PI/AAAAAAAAABk/INBQmWq7qac/s320/ossos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090838219373925618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em um pequeno hotel no centro da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;O cara que está tentando derrubar a porta é Joe Quebra-Ossos. Os apelidos dizem tudo. Sempre dizem. &lt;br /&gt;BAM! BAAMM!!&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto ele bate na porta procuro minha arma. A merda é que deixei-a em algum lugar e não consigo me lembrar onde.&lt;br /&gt;A porta estala, sofre. Eu ouço os potentes pontapés explodirem. Quebra-Ossos deve estar furioso.&lt;br /&gt;A Moça me ligou em tempo para me avisar que ele viria.&lt;br /&gt;“Onde está minha arma?!”&lt;br /&gt;A Moça possui uma voz linda e suave. Lembra um beijo na primavera.&lt;br /&gt;BBAAAMMMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;Aqui, encontrei! Tenho vonatde de beijá-la. E beijo.&lt;br /&gt;BRUUUMMM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Quebra-Ossos explode através da porta como um tigre furioso.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não gosto de sentir dor. E Quebra-Ossos adora causar dor.. Ossos quebrados, ligamentos sendo rompidos... Dor..., dor, dor...&lt;br /&gt;Disparo em sua perna. Ele tomba e ruge. Eu aproveito e me mando.&lt;br /&gt;Devo uma para a Moça.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035309486224166398-1632790772760474181?l=lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/1632790772760474181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/1632790772760474181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_24.html' title='QUEBRA-OSSOS'/><author><name>.::Revista Lasanha::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361483112683124342</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/_50O5gWUObTE/RqZKyFrD1QI/AAAAAAAAABs/6kxXAqMEiYE/s72-c/pulp1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035309486224166398.post-5637413762195114377</id><published>2007-07-11T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:06:53.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RpUAUlLhfQI/AAAAAAAAABU/FHf9lZ1HhJ4/s1600-h/wisk4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085971707762670850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RpUAUlLhfQI/AAAAAAAAABU/FHf9lZ1HhJ4/s200/wisk4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mulheres Gigantes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descobri Daniel Clowes através de um amigo. Virei fã dos quadrinhos do cara e do seu traço limpo. Estou esperando uma alma caridosa me dar o livro Mundo Fantasma. Gostei do título e a capa está matadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RpUAD1LhfPI/AAAAAAAAABM/OQCr9sxZROA/s1600-h/wisk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085971419999862002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" height="90" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RpUAD1LhfPI/AAAAAAAAABM/OQCr9sxZROA/s200/wisk3.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RpT_2VLhfOI/AAAAAAAAABE/NyBu53vJnjE/s1600-h/wisk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085971188071628002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" height="116" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RpT_2VLhfOI/AAAAAAAAABE/NyBu53vJnjE/s200/wisk2.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RpT_olLhfNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8i2xpu3Dy-0/s1600-h/wik1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085970951848426706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_50O5gWUObTE/RpT_olLhfNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8i2xpu3Dy-0/s200/wik1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sinopse: Mundo Fantasma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Enid e Rebecca são duas amigas que vivem no continente desconhecido que é a adolescência. Deixaram já um mundo feito de canções infantis, bonecos estranhos, parques temáticos sobre a pré-história e amizades para toda a vida, mas ainda não entraram noutro feito de profissões, gostos e sexualidades tão bem definidos como uma linha recta. Enid e Rebecca vivem num Mundo Fantasma e nele sofrem as típicas experiências em carne viva de duas adolescentes oriundas daquele que é o mais adolescente dos países, a América. Soberbamente desenhada por Daniel Gillespie Clowes (Chicago, 1961), um dos mais significativos autores norte-americanos da nova geração, esta obra-prima em oito pequenos contos passou entretanto ao grande ecrã com realização de Terry Zwigoff.Em co-edição com a Devir Livraria. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emerson Wiskow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035309486224166398-5637413762195114377?l=lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/5637413762195114377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035309486224166398/posts/default/5637413762195114377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasanhawiskow.blogspot.com/2007/07/mulheres-gigantes-descobri-daniel.html' title=''/><author><name>.::Revista Lasanha::.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361483112683124342</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/_50O5gWUObTE/RpUAUlLhfQI/AAAAAAAAABU/FHf9lZ1HhJ4/s72-c/wisk4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
