Dentro l'inconscio

Dentro l'inconscio

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Chi ha mai detto che i sogni non siano ciò che il nostro inconscio non vuole dirci?...la storia di un anziano frustrato e' scorbutico di 80 anni,nato e vissuto nell'inghilterra dell'800,ha sempre vissuto una vita appropriata priva di azioni, mai avuti rapporti d'amicizia con qualcuno...i genitori morti in incidente quando lui aveva 8 anni, ha dovuto passare la sua vita con genitori adottivi fino ai 20 anni...viveva li in quella piccola e vecchia casetta bianca in mezzo a quella cittadina per lui "morta",non usciva quasi mai è se usciva era per comprare quelle poche cose che li servivano per campare,ogni tanto scrutava dalla finestra la casa affianco dell'unica donna che avesse mai amato,ma che non c'era più,ma un giorno a causa di un incidente entra in coma e li sarà la svolta della sua vita. Una storia tra fantasy e psicologica e anche drammatica...guardalo non si sa mai ;)
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