Oct 14, 2024
1956 BMW Isetta 300
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1956 BMW Isetta 300
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la trattativa, revised
1930 Isotta
About Tristan and Isolde both dying at the end of their story, which of these two is more in tune with how it makes you feel?
A) Death here is joyful/desirable. It unites them. In a way, they wanted/had to die. Their love was too disruptive for life, one way or another. They can finally be together forever in death.
or
B) Death here is miserable/undesirable. It separates them. Regardless of the enormity of their desire, they wanted to live for each other. If dead, they cannot be together.
choose:
👍 Death here is joyful/desirable. It unites them.
👎 Death here is miserable/undesirable. It separates them.
No opinion... I don't know her
doodle dump before i pass out 💥
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1996 Isotta Fraschini T8 Spider
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Kami's gonna grab Isotta's tail gently, bc SOFT
Isotta jumps, his tail twitching aggressively in Kamira’s grip as he turns to look at her, giving the shorter woman a confused smirk.
“Enjoying yourself? You could have just asked to touch it, princess.”
Picking her up he sits, setting her carefully in his lap as his tail curls around her waist, the tuft of fur on the end resting in her lap.
“Is this more comfortable, perhaps~?”
"Ho trovato del vino!", gridò. No, non era vino. Era la passione, era l'estasi selvaggia e l'angoscia senza fine. Era la morte.
J. Bèdier, Il romanzo di Tristano e Isotta