"attore" è la sua principale attività (quella per cui è famoso) ?
Mastro Architetto dei giochi
Indiscusso Campione dell'errore di battituraù
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"O Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?"
(P.B.Shelley)
E' RuPaul?
*We are all bad in someone's story*
Esatto
RuPaul, pseudonimo del personaggio Drag Queen interpretato da RuPaul Andre Charles
San Diego 17/11/1960 e' un cantante, attore , e personaggio televisivo Statunitense , dal 2009 conduce il programma "RuPaul's Drag Race" in italiano America's Next Drag Queen
a te la palla Elvira (senza doppi sensi ) 
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AMO RUPAUL!!! NON POTEVO NON INDOVINARLO! CI PENSO UN ATTIMO 
*We are all bad in someone's story*
Ecco il mio personaggio:
-uomo
- 
*We are all bad in someone's story*
Istintivamente... Cristoforo Colombo? Il treno è per l'idea del viaggio, l'uovo per quella... dell'uovo!
No
*We are all bad in someone's story*
Reale?
« I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away. »
Reale?
No.
*We are all bad in someone's story*
Hercule Poirot?
« I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away. »
Hercule Poirot?
Esatto! Era troppo semplice? 
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*We are all bad in someone's story*
Hercule Poirot?
Esatto! Era troppo semplice?
Per uno che legge Agatha Christie fin da quand'era piccolo sì. 
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« I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away. »
eh per me è lo stesso e pensando a come viene descritto da ogni personaggio che incontra la cosa dell'uovo mi sembrava simpatica! Mi impegnerò di più. 
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*We are all bad in someone's story*
Ecco il prossimo:
_ Uomo
_ Ma chi fu, tra gli dèi, colui che li spinse a contesa?
Fu il figlio di Leto e di Zeus: adiratosi contro il re,
scatenò sull'esercito un morbo maligno, e la gente moriva,
perché il figlio di Atreo non aveva fatto onore a Crise.
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« I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away. »
Reale?
*We are all bad in someone's story*
