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The Alchemist

The Illusionist

Cranberries, Elton John, Queen, Enya

kind, smart, creative.. a busy bee, their personal problem solver..

respectful, open mind, self confident, ever improving, consistent.

Classical, pop, new age, rock.. everything that can be called music!

Run away from city with friends (mountain, sea, lake and local fairs) or relaxing at home with good music, good book and good food made by myself.

I'm Italian. My friends usually say that I looks like an English woman. Maybe in a past life..! I left Italy this month and now I live in London. I speak English, German, a bit of French and Spanish and, of course, Italian. I love cooking (better with a dishwasher near at hand..) for friends and.. yes, i can make home-made nudels (and home-made yougurt)! I like to improve myself and stay with people that may teach me something. I like being useful if it helps. I love good conversations. I love being immersed in the great outdoors and my ideal place is a warm house with a fireplace, a wooden floor, lot of books, a piano, a wide garden where you can have your tea and relax yourself. Or maybe without all above than a fireplace and my tea drawer (I have more than 15 different qualities). I think that the way you drink a cup of coffee, tells a lot of things. Do you drink it fast or do you sup it? I am like an open book. Nothing to hide, all to unveil. I know what I want and I do my best to achieve it. Even if i'm pragmatic, i'm a woman. And sensitive. I prefer talk about a trouble or a misunderstanding than avoid it and create walls (I speak many languages and misunderstanings are likely). What I hate? Waiting people and empty little promises. If I say at 8 o'clock, it will be at 8 o'clock. Not before or later. It's a question of respect and caring. And it shows how much important you are for that person, or.. how much you aren't. Contact me, even if you want only be a penpal or need information about Italy. "She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!" Lord Byron