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This site is dedicated to the book Cosmicomics by the great writer Italo Calvino.

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why not send me an email</description><title>Cosmicomics</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @cosmicomics)</generator><link>http://www.cosmicomics.net/</link><item><title>I’d streak past your cold brilliance almost every single...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ky03wsEAl71qa4904o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’d streak past your cold brilliance almost every single time I was passing through your galaxy. Each time you just stared straight ahead and ignored me. I was madly in love with you but could never quite find the courage to come close enough to you to touch.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.cosmicomics.net/post/395111819</link><guid>http://www.cosmicomics.net/post/395111819</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2010 14:38:51 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>We grew up together and were inseparable as only children can...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kxu0omFMtB1qa4904o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;We grew up together and were inseparable as only children can be. Every day during the summer we’d run outside and play in the evening sunshine with not a care in the world. She was my whole life. The fondest memory I have of her was when we went mushroom picking, spending hours foraging for mushrooms amongst the stars and comets.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.cosmicomics.net/post/388905658</link><guid>http://www.cosmicomics.net/post/388905658</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 07:43:33 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>The first few moments of the universe were like soup. Far too...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kxu0folT8f1qa4904o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first few moments of the universe were like soup. Far too much energy and not enough protons gave it a bit of a peppery taste but I still loved it. The memory of your mum’s cooking when you’re growing up gives you such strong memories.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.cosmicomics.net/post/388900956</link><guid>http://www.cosmicomics.net/post/388900956</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 07:38:12 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
