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| Saturday, 2-Oct-2004 00:00 |
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Aikido
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Academia Central de Aikido - Natal
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Cris B - simplesmente inesquecÃvel...
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George e Maria
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Aqui está parte de uma turma que eu adoro de coração: o pessoal da Academia Central de Aikido; ainda falta muita gente para completar apenas o pessoal da minha turma, mas eu chego lá!
A Academia Central de Aikido fica em Natal/RN. Mais informações pelo telefone: 217-9182
Hi Guys, here is a litle bit of my life: aikido. I must confess that the best part of aikido is my classmates.I truly treasured this people. There are more people in my class that I need to take a picture, but I'll get there!
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| Thursday, 30-Sep-2004 00:00 |
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Baianas
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Baianas
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You really need to understand
about Brasil, Bahia and Salvador
You need to feel the energy of the people
They walk like they are dancing and endless song
and bring with theselves a wisdom that survived
trough many hard obstacles
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| Wednesday, 29-Sep-2004 00:00 |
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A tale - III piece
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Since my father hardly ever left home, I can never imagine when and where he finally found what he has been missing ever since he married my mother. His routine never changed the all time I met him, neither his relationship with my mother, there was never a fight between them.
Some questions are to remain unsolved.
Despite of that, the truth is that my father silenced life has turned into something unexpectedly beautiful, because he was no longer a lonely man.
But this happiness would not last for long.
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| Tuesday, 28-Sep-2004 00:00 |
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Jantando no Mangai...
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| Monday, 27-Sep-2004 00:00 |
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Homeless - a diferent piece of life
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life is a dream...
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A sidewalk has an impressive point of view. Every day thousands of people cross sidewalks around the world carrying their hopes, dreams, broken hearts, lost jobs. Today, sidewalk receives homeless people...
As the day aproach, the walls of the house start to cramble around the family. The things they believe to be truth had began to fall apart and dissolve... There house were no diferrent then a dream that desapears as the sun light comes down upon the earth. So they sat and cry...
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| Sunday, 26-Sep-2004 00:00 |
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Being old
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| Saturday, 25-Sep-2004 00:00 |
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A tale - II piece - Sadness
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My father spend most of his life in an absurd silence, guarding himself from other people. He remains a completely mystery to me.
The sun would start its journey only to find him already woke up inside the house, dressed up an waiting my mother finishing the only thing they had ever share in his married life: some few minutes in the kitchen while the coffee was made. I can only imagine that those minutes were always spend in silence. Then, he would pick up the car and drive to the local university where he was a teacher to return at 1 pm, already late for lunch.
After lunch, he would be the all afternoon in the living room, sat in a table, working alone. As long as I can remember no one would call him or sat at his side. He was all alone.
Saturdays were different because he would visit some bookstores and other magazines in our town, always coming back with a smile on his face. I’m forced to say that he never intended to show me how sad he was, but it couldn’t be helped. No person can fake happiness 24 hours a day.
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| Thursday, 23-Sep-2004 00:00 |
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Tale
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um passo
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For those who lived great lives, time comes back as a sweet hand and soft mellody that leads us into a graceous night of peace. And those lives will become the dreams of future generations as they are pass from one person to another as tales.
But my believing in this fact didn't came as ease as this. It has came as revelation after a long and hard walk trough the many stories that I lived and the many tears I drop along the way.. And maybe one day, someone will read this and finally get to a certain understanding about life.
I was born in a normal family in Northeast of Brazil in a middle of a very small hose and many brothers and sisters or so I believed. The true is that my family was normal only for the things that we didn't dare to reveal: our fights, our cries, abandoned children, mistresses.
I can only describe our life starting with my father and, later, his death.
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| Monday, 2-Aug-2004 00:00 |
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| Thursday, 24-Jun-2004 00:00 |
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Conselhos JurÃdicos
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Advogado, formado em direito pela Universidade Federal de ***
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| Quote: | O art. 2º da Resolução n.º 81/98 do Conselho Nacional do Trânsiito (Contran) obriga os mortos em acidentes a serem submetidos a exame de teor alcóol.
O exame se presta a verificar a culpa do falecido no acidente de trânsito.
O problema é que o art. 3.º pune os motoristas mortos que se recusarem a realizar o exame com penas de multa e suspensão do direito de dirigir:
"Ao condutor de veÃculo automotor que infringir o disciplinado no artigo anterior, serão aplicadas as penalidades administrativas estabelecidas no artigo 156 do Código de Trânsito Brasileiro". |
Perguntamos a Pan, o Chefe do Depertamento JurÃdico deste fotopage, o que pode acontecer no caso de qualquer morto, que tenha consumido bebida alcóolica acima do limite legal, se recusar a prestar o exame:
Resposta: A parte boa da notÃcia é que o morto não tem a carteira cassada, podendo voltar a dirigir ao fim da suspensão. A parte ruim é que, caso os falecidos tenham de se submeter ao bafômetro, será necessário que os aparelhos sejam adaptados para avaliar o chamado o seu bafo.
Meu conselho é que se for motorista e for beber, não morra; se morrer, abandone o local o mais rápido possÃvel; e, em última hipótese, se não puder escapar, recuse-se a prestar o exame alegando não ser obrigado a produzir prova contra si mesmo através da vidente mais próxima.
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