<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794</id><updated>2012-02-02T22:06:38.465Z</updated><title type='text'>"ESTRANHA MALDIÇÃO"</title><subtitle type='html'>Música, histórias &amp;amp; afins.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>942</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-8638359840835843273</id><published>2012-02-02T22:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-02T22:06:38.470Z</updated><title type='text'>Outras músicas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p7JqC51Ds_U?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-8638359840835843273?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8638359840835843273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8638359840835843273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/02/outras-musicas.html' title='Outras músicas'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/p7JqC51Ds_U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-3379696156127449839</id><published>2012-02-02T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:39:16.083Z</updated><title type='text'>"Granada Literária"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQT7A2RjT4k/Tx7_eWUyk6I/AAAAAAAAB14/7L5guspu7XE/s1600/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701275075151565730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQT7A2RjT4k/Tx7_eWUyk6I/AAAAAAAAB14/7L5guspu7XE/s400/image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"O protagonista de Pornopopeia, é um produto do nosso tempo - um individualista atroz na busca incessante do prazer imediato. Antigo cineasta marginal (com uma única longa-metragem no currículo), Zeca, que não tem dinheiro e vive na base do improviso, precisa de fazer um spot publicitário sobre miúdos de frango. E não sabe por onde há-de começar. Por isso dá largas à sua voracidade (mais uma linha, mais um uísque, mais um engate) e entra numa espiral sexo, álcool e drogas de proporções épicas. A linguagem radicalmente inventiva e explícita, o ritmo absolutamente estonteante e o humor feroz fazem de Pornopopeia uma narrativa visceral, uma fuga desenfreada rumo a parte nenhuma, um livro de excesso para uma era de excessos - um livro despudorado e politicamente incorrecto a que o leitor dificilmente resistirá." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Bertrand Editores.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-3379696156127449839?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3379696156127449839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3379696156127449839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/02/granada-literaria.html' title='&quot;Granada Literária&quot;'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQT7A2RjT4k/Tx7_eWUyk6I/AAAAAAAAB14/7L5guspu7XE/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-3160551697785329191</id><published>2012-01-31T20:26:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-31T20:29:05.255Z</updated><title type='text'>Holmes, meteorologista</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDk3sfcCCNc/TyhOzuEV4mI/AAAAAAAAB2o/pBw3fW0IKsQ/s1600/38673687_sherlockholmes3001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703895578511270498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDk3sfcCCNc/TyhOzuEV4mI/AAAAAAAAB2o/pBw3fW0IKsQ/s400/38673687_sherlockholmes3001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Dizem-me que por terras de sua Majestade, o icónico detetive resiste ao frio e neve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-3160551697785329191?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3160551697785329191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3160551697785329191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/holmes-meteorologista.html' title='Holmes, meteorologista'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDk3sfcCCNc/TyhOzuEV4mI/AAAAAAAAB2o/pBw3fW0IKsQ/s72-c/38673687_sherlockholmes3001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-4561006156739139275</id><published>2012-01-30T17:58:00.006Z</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:50:30.003Z</updated><title type='text'>Grande "luxo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kesAZg43B-k?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Aquele aborrecimento de ontem - perder com o Gil Vicente - não era previsto, mas quase presentido. Foi na verdade péssimo, não só pelo resultado, mas porque o Futebol Clube do Porto na primeira parte esteve ausente, e pior que tudo, é que em termos de campeonato deixou de depender apenas de si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hoje os jornais e telefonias começaram a debitar a notícia: o regresso de Lucho Gonzalez. É na verdade um "luxo" ter de volta El Comandante - em tempos de crise - ao serviço da turma dragoneana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Fala-se que para além do icónico Lucho, também segue para os lados das Antas um matador. É caso para dizer - Bem vindos, aos dois. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-4561006156739139275?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4561006156739139275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4561006156739139275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/grande-luxo.html' title='Grande &quot;luxo&quot;'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kesAZg43B-k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-4140910923165830534</id><published>2012-01-30T05:04:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-30T05:23:05.055Z</updated><title type='text'>Em português suave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2HXmLmdP8sM/TyYk9Ul8MNI/AAAAAAAAB2c/nclx9kduvY8/s1600/FCP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703286614029775058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2HXmLmdP8sM/TyYk9Ul8MNI/AAAAAAAAB2c/nclx9kduvY8/s400/FCP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Gil Vicente 3 - F.C.P 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(EX)CITAÇÕES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"A nossa primeira parte foi horrível, demonstrámos uma apatia que não é própria de quem quer revalidar o título. Fomos penalizados por essa apatia, mas há que dizer uma coisa: a arbitragem foi vergonhosa. Se quiserem levar a outra equipa ao colo que a levem, se quiserem encomendar as faixas de campeão também podem fazê-lo."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Vítor Pereira, in O Jogo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-4140910923165830534?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4140910923165830534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4140910923165830534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/em-portugues-suave_30.html' title='Em português suave'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2HXmLmdP8sM/TyYk9Ul8MNI/AAAAAAAAB2c/nclx9kduvY8/s72-c/FCP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-6662791090334286988</id><published>2012-01-29T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-29T07:30:01.264Z</updated><title type='text'>Coisas de domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzrckZOdGeU/TvtrUf2LeUI/AAAAAAAAByI/uj_SmFcncYw/s1600/AC%2Bjogo%2Bde%2Bespelhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691260554003052866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzrckZOdGeU/TvtrUf2LeUI/AAAAAAAAByI/uj_SmFcncYw/s400/AC%2Bjogo%2Bde%2Bespelhos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Miss Marple reencontra Ruth Van Rydock, uma amiga de longa data. A amizade entre ambas começou durante uma viagem a Florença, em que participava também a irmã de Ruth, Carrie Louise. Ao porem a conversa em dia, Miss Marple apercebe-se de que algo de estranho se passa na mansão de Carrie Louise. Algo que deixa Ruth terrivelmente preocupada. Um assassinato vai provar que ela tinha toda a razão em estar apreensiva. Miss Marple terá de usar todo o seu conhecimento da natureza humana para impedir que a enorme mansão se transforme na última morada da sua grande amiga… Jogo de Espelhos (They Do It With Mirrors) foi originalmente publicado nos Estados Unidos em 1952 com o título Murder With Mirrors, tendo sido editado no mesmo ano na Grã-Bretanha com o título original. Foi adaptado para a televisão em 1985, 1991 e 2009." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6662791090334286988?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6662791090334286988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6662791090334286988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/coisas-de-domingo_29.html' title='Coisas de domingo'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzrckZOdGeU/TvtrUf2LeUI/AAAAAAAAByI/uj_SmFcncYw/s72-c/AC%2Bjogo%2Bde%2Bespelhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-6606794527306070076</id><published>2012-01-28T14:52:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-28T14:54:34.182Z</updated><title type='text'>Coisas de sábado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-indGs4MESNc/TyQL0b3Q6FI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/8TiI2i2ocFk/s1600/bife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702696023618545746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-indGs4MESNc/TyQL0b3Q6FI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/8TiI2i2ocFk/s400/bife.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Vim ao bife, e com sol tanto melhor. «Tentar a leveza da vida» filosofa o boticário de Alpiarça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6606794527306070076?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6606794527306070076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6606794527306070076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/coisas-de-sabado.html' title='Coisas de sábado'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-indGs4MESNc/TyQL0b3Q6FI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/8TiI2i2ocFk/s72-c/bife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-438577270194644983</id><published>2012-01-27T07:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-27T07:30:01.650Z</updated><title type='text'>Outras músicas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8VpQV6aKeoo?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-438577270194644983?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/438577270194644983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/438577270194644983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/outras-musicas.html' title='Outras músicas'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8VpQV6aKeoo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-8935689305162660808</id><published>2012-01-25T09:54:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-25T09:56:36.555Z</updated><title type='text'>Aniversário</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZA0YOJ-Kwgs/Tx_RmBW6qSI/AAAAAAAAB2E/rVOjgtyeh38/s1600/eusebio-in-por-ung-3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701506104404125986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZA0YOJ-Kwgs/Tx_RmBW6qSI/AAAAAAAAB2E/rVOjgtyeh38/s400/eusebio-in-por-ung-3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Constatações: Vê com agrado o aniversário do "REI" Eusébio. Jamais se poderia dizer «parabéns Presidente Eusébio da Silva Ferreira.» Não tinha nada a ver. O mesmo se passa com os regimes. Ainda e sempre, Viva O REI! Eusébio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-8935689305162660808?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8935689305162660808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8935689305162660808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/aniversario.html' title='Aniversário'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZA0YOJ-Kwgs/Tx_RmBW6qSI/AAAAAAAAB2E/rVOjgtyeh38/s72-c/eusebio-in-por-ung-3-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-3322093470446301166</id><published>2012-01-24T07:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-24T07:30:01.260Z</updated><title type='text'>Em português suave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQ6W5J6sBxk/Tx3HSUfOz7I/AAAAAAAAB1s/yYUxtA1D36o/s1600/800px-Santarem1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700931820872191922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQ6W5J6sBxk/Tx3HSUfOz7I/AAAAAAAAB1s/yYUxtA1D36o/s400/800px-Santarem1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"No ano de 1972 cheguei a Santarém. Para ficar, durante dez anos, e continuar até agora noutras paragens do Ribatejo. A denominada capital do gótico era a própria realidade de um burgo cuja grandeza histórica, riqueza agrícola, acção cultural englobando a tauromaquia, acrescida de esfusiante juventude a colocavam na classificação das cidades a emparceirar com Évora, atrás de Lisboa, Porto, Coimbra, Braga e Setúbal. Uma cidade alegre no viver. Um restaurante prestigiado, cafés onde apetecia estar, casas de comeres apelativos e de águas tintas e brancas originais, livraria reviralhista, cine clube prestigiado, círculo cultural de múltiplas artes, biblioteca municipal operativa para gregos (investigadores) e troianos (leitores), orquestra típica e fandanguistas constituíam a coluna dorsal da cultura da outrora vila das vilas de Portugal. Esquecia-me do Rosa Damasceno, do Sá da Bandeira, também da aconchegada sala do Taborda onde pontificava Francisco Viegas de saudosa memória. Personagens excêntricas, poetas e poetastros, aspirantes a escritores, jogadores de xadrez, fadistas, folcloristas, forcados, oposicionistas de falar grosso, outros de piar de fininho, anarquistas quanto baste, surrealistas, neo-realistas, monárquicos e republicanos conviviam no Central, no Progresso, na Brasileira, na Ribatejana, esplanada do Verde Gaio, sem grandes zangas ou alaridos. Terei entrado duas vezes na casa de finezas do Senhor Veloso, por essa razão olvidei o nome. Os incapazes de arrumarem o vinho condignamente mereciam censura nas tabernas e locandas, às vezes recebiam murros dilatados, no entanto, nada de anormal nesta cidade solarenga, farta e alegre, tendo na Feira da Agricultura um dos pontos altos da reinação festiva. O comércio atraía gente endinheirada das redondezas, a Casa Ideal tinha clientes pelo Alentejo fora. A cidade incluiu no cardápio indústrias, terrenos baratos existiam, água em abundância e de qualidade, empresários desconhecedores da significação ambígua perceberam a mais valia estratégica de Santarém, daí criarem uma fábrica de cerveja nas imediações de onde Dom Paio Pires Correia se deve ter exercitado antes da conquista do Algarve. Assim nasceu a fábrica de cerveja, baptizada de Clok. Agora a Unicer detentora da fábrica decidiu encerrá-la. Segue o percurso de outras instituições e organizações. Assim vai morrendo uma cidade, assim ganha o dormitório. Clok." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Armando Fernandes, in O Ribatejo. Notas de viagem: Um obrigado sincero, a quem me fez chegar a dita prosa. Valeu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-3322093470446301166?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3322093470446301166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3322093470446301166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/em-portugues-suave_24.html' title='Em português suave'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQ6W5J6sBxk/Tx3HSUfOz7I/AAAAAAAAB1s/yYUxtA1D36o/s72-c/800px-Santarem1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-8839787240535424722</id><published>2012-01-23T07:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T07:30:02.903Z</updated><title type='text'>Eventos policiários</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ja4bGPahS4Q?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-8839787240535424722?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8839787240535424722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8839787240535424722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/eventos-policiarios.html' title='Eventos policiários'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ja4bGPahS4Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-599055316820497750</id><published>2012-01-22T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-22T07:30:00.587Z</updated><title type='text'>Coisas de domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYB7zJ25Dyw/TvtqkXLpsNI/AAAAAAAABx8/ohXJvlpatiM/s1600/ac%2B-%2Btestemunha%2Bmuda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691259727043473618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYB7zJ25Dyw/TvtqkXLpsNI/AAAAAAAABx8/ohXJvlpatiM/s400/ac%2B-%2Btestemunha%2Bmuda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Quando Poirot recebe uma carta enigmática de uma mulher entretanto já falecida, a sua curiosidade natural impele-o a investigar o caso. Apesar de a morte ter parecido natural a todos, o detective não acredita que a mulher tenha sido vítima de um acidente e continua teimosamente a defender a tese do assassinato. Mas quem teria motivos para cometer tal acto¿ e capacidade de fazer com que a morte parecesse natural... "&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Fonte:Wook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-599055316820497750?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/599055316820497750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/599055316820497750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/coisas-de-domingo_22.html' title='Coisas de domingo'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYB7zJ25Dyw/TvtqkXLpsNI/AAAAAAAABx8/ohXJvlpatiM/s72-c/ac%2B-%2Btestemunha%2Bmuda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-6607138773472345895</id><published>2012-01-21T11:20:00.005Z</published><updated>2012-01-21T11:36:41.817Z</updated><title type='text'>Português (pouco) suave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o6gqDmgha_s/Txqf0StQxDI/AAAAAAAAB1g/XhH1fHT-wH4/s1600/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700043999114478642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o6gqDmgha_s/Txqf0StQxDI/AAAAAAAAB1g/XhH1fHT-wH4/s400/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(EX)CITAÇÕES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Cavaco ganhou 141 519 euros em pensões. Presidente queixa-se que as suas pensões não vão chegar para as despesas." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Correio da Manhã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;OUTRAS CONVERSAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Coisas de sábado, e sem as lamúrias de alguns dos nossos reformados. Perdeu-se de vez a noção do que são os lugares terrenos. Pobre república a nossa com a converseta dos seus mais altos dirigentes. Uma vergonha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6607138773472345895?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6607138773472345895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6607138773472345895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/portugues-pouco-suave.html' title='Português (pouco) suave'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o6gqDmgha_s/Txqf0StQxDI/AAAAAAAAB1g/XhH1fHT-wH4/s72-c/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-7120133664478085641</id><published>2012-01-20T20:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T20:46:32.416Z</updated><title type='text'>"crónica de uma morte anunciada"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OAoCWpCJsuc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-7120133664478085641?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-6000320923108566719</id><published>2012-01-19T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T07:30:01.054Z</updated><title type='text'>Blues afro-cubanos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0CzKoSEQiF0?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6000320923108566719?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6000320923108566719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6000320923108566719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-8637965703228005821?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8637965703228005821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8637965703228005821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/blues.html' title='Blues'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NCWRPrU7e_E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-3805352411519282482</id><published>2012-01-16T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T07:30:01.867Z</updated><title type='text'>Em português (muito) suave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGZ7T3HYtg/TxLFrrGYelI/AAAAAAAAB1U/3OWTZ_iWLdU/s1600/PORTUG%257E2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697833832671640146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGZ7T3HYtg/TxLFrrGYelI/AAAAAAAAB1U/3OWTZ_iWLdU/s400/PORTUG%257E2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(EX)CITAÇÕES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;«Ah, se eu pudesse escrever como o Messi joga futebol!»&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;António Lobo Antunes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-3805352411519282482?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3805352411519282482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3805352411519282482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/em-portugues-muito-suave_16.html' title='Em português (muito) suave'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGZ7T3HYtg/TxLFrrGYelI/AAAAAAAAB1U/3OWTZ_iWLdU/s72-c/PORTUG%257E2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-4373357532946112810</id><published>2012-01-15T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-15T07:30:00.991Z</updated><title type='text'>Coisas de domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TD3LUNqOS5E/Tvtpxto91SI/AAAAAAAABxw/VMJ-5S33olM/s1600/imageCAFYD773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691258856898680098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TD3LUNqOS5E/Tvtpxto91SI/AAAAAAAABxw/VMJ-5S33olM/s400/imageCAFYD773.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Numa ilha da costa de Devon, em plena época balnear, desenham-se os contornos de um triângulo amoroso. Por uma (in)feliz coincidência, Poirot encontra-se bem perto do desenrolar da acção. De férias e decidido a aproveitar ao máximo (ou tanto quanto o detective belga se permite) os efeitos benéficos do sol e do ar marítimo, Poirot cedo abdica desses propósitos para dedicar toda a sua atenção ao excêntrico grupo que com ele partilha o hotel. Mas escondem-se motivos sombrios por detrás da aparente frivolidade destas relações sociais, e nada nem ninguém parece conseguir demover o assassino das suas sinistras intenções." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-4373357532946112810?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4373357532946112810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4373357532946112810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/coisas-de-domingo_15.html' title='Coisas de domingo'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TD3LUNqOS5E/Tvtpxto91SI/AAAAAAAABxw/VMJ-5S33olM/s72-c/imageCAFYD773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-534262213812154921</id><published>2012-01-14T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-14T07:30:00.660Z</updated><title type='text'>"Clássicos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_2ihVhsnmVM?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-534262213812154921?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/534262213812154921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/534262213812154921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/classicos.html' title='&quot;Clássicos&quot;'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_2ihVhsnmVM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-2357002767304597979</id><published>2012-01-12T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T07:30:02.056Z</updated><title type='text'>Voz(es)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gK7RG8bNt1A?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-2357002767304597979?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/2357002767304597979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/2357002767304597979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/vozes.html' title='Voz(es)'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gK7RG8bNt1A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-8710228268715713693</id><published>2012-01-10T13:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T13:39:19.982Z</updated><title type='text'>Em português (muito) suave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8RcO8WDD_HI/Tww_LILiZ1I/AAAAAAAAB08/iggpsLxfFbc/s1600/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695997089123821394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8RcO8WDD_HI/Tww_LILiZ1I/AAAAAAAAB08/iggpsLxfFbc/s400/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"O ex-ministro da Justiça Alberto Martins tinha direito a um cartão de crédito com um plafond de quatro mil euros por mês. José Magalhães, o seu secretário de Estado, dispunha também de um cartão de crédito com igual plafond mensal. A par dos cartões dourados, os gabinetes ministeriais contavam com um fundo de maneio, uma espécie de ‘saco azul', para almoços e jantares de ministros, secretários de Estado e chefes de gabinete." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Correio da Manhã &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-8710228268715713693?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8710228268715713693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8710228268715713693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/em-portugues-muito-suave.html' title='Em português (muito) suave'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8RcO8WDD_HI/Tww_LILiZ1I/AAAAAAAAB08/iggpsLxfFbc/s72-c/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-8397702662961100369</id><published>2012-01-10T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T07:30:02.020Z</updated><title type='text'>Cumplicidade(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yloz92EtMeQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-8397702662961100369?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8397702662961100369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8397702662961100369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/cumplicidades.html' title='Cumplicidade(s)'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yloz92EtMeQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-5236358768778876995</id><published>2012-01-09T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-09T07:30:03.089Z</updated><title type='text'>Outros sopros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/T-05yB5b638?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-5236358768778876995?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5236358768778876995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5236358768778876995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/outros-sopros.html' title='Outros sopros'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/T-05yB5b638/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-5229067592028177166</id><published>2012-01-08T13:45:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-08T13:45:55.122Z</updated><title type='text'>Outras coisas de domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo66fHXXosk/TwmeBm8hB-I/AAAAAAAAB0w/ABCxoUOT0_4/s1600/399896_2791989153139_1060697371_2876396_825872824_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695256954258130914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo66fHXXosk/TwmeBm8hB-I/AAAAAAAAB0w/ABCxoUOT0_4/s400/399896_2791989153139_1060697371_2876396_825872824_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-5229067592028177166?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5229067592028177166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5229067592028177166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/outras-coisas-de-domingo.html' title='Outras coisas de domingo'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo66fHXXosk/TwmeBm8hB-I/AAAAAAAAB0w/ABCxoUOT0_4/s72-c/399896_2791989153139_1060697371_2876396_825872824_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-7322767461319324114</id><published>2012-01-08T07:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-08T07:30:00.135Z</updated><title type='text'>Coisas de domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cgugCh4I-L8/Tvtor-tPlKI/AAAAAAAABxk/zkFsvd028Gk/s1600/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691257658889180322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cgugCh4I-L8/Tvtor-tPlKI/AAAAAAAABxk/zkFsvd028Gk/s400/image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Cozinha d’Amigos não é mais um livro de cozinha. É, sobretudo, um livro sobre o gosto e prazer de cozinhar, o pretexto para partilhar com os amigos, com tempo e deleite, uma refeição elaborada com tempo e com muito carinho. Traduz, neste sentido, amar e respeitar o espaço-cozinha mais do que a cozinha-culinária, propriamente dita.Reflecte também o gosto e a filosofia de alguém que se habituou a "trabalhar" (como dizem os cozinheiros) com aquilo que Portugal tem de melhor e, às vezes, único: o peixe e o marisco, a caça e o porco, as ervas, o azeite, as batatas - e a não complicar. Neste sentido, é também um livro sobre a superioridade da cozinha natural, simples e de amigos, em relação à cozinha de autor, à "Nouvelle Cuisine" e ao "show-off" a ela associado.Este livro é sobre tudo isto. Tem receitas, claro: do autor, dos amigos do autor, do domínio público. Mas tem, também, mais do que apenas receitas: tem o registo dos hábitos na cozinha, das teorias (porventura erradas, quem sabe?), sobre a melhor forma de grelhar um peixe, das manias e até dos estados de alma. Por estas razões, Cozinha d’Amigos, mais do que um novo livro de Miguel Sousa Tavares, é um livro que, além de grande originalidade, vai certamente proporcionar ao leitor grandes momentos de saboroso prazer." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-7322767461319324114?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/7322767461319324114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/7322767461319324114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/coisas-de-domingo_08.html' title='Coisas de domingo'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cgugCh4I-L8/Tvtor-tPlKI/AAAAAAAABxk/zkFsvd028Gk/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-1989589634639746343</id><published>2012-01-07T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-07T07:30:00.825Z</updated><title type='text'>Revolver passados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XbBvrEO8b5k?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-1989589634639746343?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1989589634639746343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1989589634639746343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/revolver-passados.html' title='Revolver passados'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XbBvrEO8b5k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-865241983855450836</id><published>2012-01-05T22:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-05T22:03:11.056Z</updated><title type='text'>Até sempre, Maestro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FyRUwKUigMo?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-865241983855450836?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/865241983855450836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/865241983855450836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/ate-sempre-maestro.html' title='Até sempre, Maestro'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FyRUwKUigMo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-207465653870784004</id><published>2012-01-05T07:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-05T07:30:01.660Z</updated><title type='text'>Coisas simples</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ShEOvrBM8Nw/TwSv5tARYTI/AAAAAAAABy4/fPJ03leCtJE/s1600/Arthur%2B%2526%2BGeorge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693869234771288370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ShEOvrBM8Nw/TwSv5tARYTI/AAAAAAAABy4/fPJ03leCtJE/s400/Arthur%2B%2526%2BGeorge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Arthur (Conan Doyle) e George cresceram em mundos completamente diferentes e a vários quilómetros de distância um do outro, na Grã-Bretanha do final do sécúlo XIX. Criador do célebre Sherlock Holmes, Arthur torna-se escritor e um dos mais famosos homens do seu tempo, enquanto George, solicitador em Birmingham, permanece na obscuridade. Mas com o despontar do novo século, as suas vidas cruzam-se devido a uma sequência de acontecimentos reais que ficaram conhecidos como "Os Ultrajes de Great Wyrley".&lt;br /&gt;O opaco George Edalji quer apenas ser muito inglês e acredita na lei; contudo, a sua ascendência pársi é um entrave às suas aspirações e colocá-lo-á a braços com a justiça. Por seu lado, Arthur é um homem moderno para a sua época, mas os seus ideais de cavalheirismo e dever empurram-no para um insolúvel dilema moral: ama profundamente Jean, mas existe Touie, a sua mulher, a quem encara com afecto e respeito. É então, após dez anos a viver esta mentira, que Arthur descobre a história de George. O óbvio erro judiciário galvaniza-o. Uma vez que o público o identifica com Sherlock Holmes, ele vai actuar como a sua criação, limpar o nome do inocente e desmascarar o culpado. A uni-los está o facto de ambos serem vítimas dos sistemas que mais admiram: a lei e o cavalheirismo, e juntos serão capazes de redimir as suas vidas destroçadas pela falta de esperança e frustração." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-207465653870784004?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/207465653870784004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/207465653870784004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/coisas-simples.html' title='Coisas simples'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ShEOvrBM8Nw/TwSv5tARYTI/AAAAAAAABy4/fPJ03leCtJE/s72-c/Arthur%2B%2526%2BGeorge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-635758722334976069</id><published>2012-01-03T09:19:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-03T09:21:23.559Z</updated><title type='text'>Clássicos policiários</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5ff2uNDkC0/TwLIR1-fq_I/AAAAAAAABys/_ntgdPdZnMA/s1600/429234_1020_A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693333087822261234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5ff2uNDkC0/TwLIR1-fq_I/AAAAAAAABys/_ntgdPdZnMA/s400/429234_1020_A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;«Tenho a ficção criminal americana em geral em grande consideração. Acho que é mais engenhosa, mais imaginativa do que a inglesa.» Hercule Poirot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-635758722334976069?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/635758722334976069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/635758722334976069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/classicos-policiarios.html' title='Clássicos policiários'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5ff2uNDkC0/TwLIR1-fq_I/AAAAAAAABys/_ntgdPdZnMA/s72-c/429234_1020_A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-51360219116374534</id><published>2012-01-02T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-02T00:00:01.707Z</updated><title type='text'>O regresso de Sir Sherlock Holmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9he6whlvAkk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-51360219116374534?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/51360219116374534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/51360219116374534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-regresso-de-sir-sherlock-holmes.html' title='O regresso de Sir Sherlock Holmes'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9he6whlvAkk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-5015012350711315367</id><published>2012-01-01T12:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-01T12:00:06.574Z</updated><title type='text'>Coisas de domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H4ePsEECG4Y/Tvnvkz73yvI/AAAAAAAABxA/mEN0HcGomS8/s1600/Dashiell-Hammet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690843019854990066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H4ePsEECG4Y/Tvnvkz73yvI/AAAAAAAABxA/mEN0HcGomS8/s400/Dashiell-Hammet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Samuel Dashiell Hammett (27 de maio de 1894 – 10 de janeiro de 1961) foi um escritor estadunidense, um clássico da literatura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Noir" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Noir"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;noir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte Wikipédia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-5015012350711315367?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5015012350711315367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5015012350711315367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/coisas-de-domingo.html' title='Coisas de domingo'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H4ePsEECG4Y/Tvnvkz73yvI/AAAAAAAABxA/mEN0HcGomS8/s72-c/Dashiell-Hammet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-4380023919289963866</id><published>2012-01-01T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:00:04.209Z</updated><title type='text'>Ano novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-225QMXCbujg/Tv7T6UvglTI/AAAAAAAAByg/yrqpwpVTMuQ/s1600/dsc095371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692219977996735794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-225QMXCbujg/Tv7T6UvglTI/AAAAAAAAByg/yrqpwpVTMuQ/s400/dsc095371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ano bom pela frente, como se dizia noutros tempos. Será desta forma que receberei 2012, brindando com néctares de paixões e causas. Do que ficou para trás (2011) evoco os amigos de sempre, também uma vitória na Liga Europa do "meu" FCP e os livros do Hammett, Simenon, Spillane, Chandler e outros tropeços que foram ocorrendo. Sigamos em frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-4380023919289963866?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4380023919289963866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4380023919289963866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/ano-novo.html' title='Ano novo'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-225QMXCbujg/Tv7T6UvglTI/AAAAAAAAByg/yrqpwpVTMuQ/s72-c/dsc095371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-8793433563358143763</id><published>2011-12-30T16:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-30T16:44:29.245Z</updated><title type='text'>Clássicos policiários</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RSjVb3hyMNM/Tv3qZDNr8vI/AAAAAAAAByU/Nm7yg-3y7ZI/s1600/simenon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691963220146516722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RSjVb3hyMNM/Tv3qZDNr8vI/AAAAAAAAByU/Nm7yg-3y7ZI/s400/simenon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-8793433563358143763?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8793433563358143763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8793433563358143763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/classicos-policiarios.html' title='Clássicos policiários'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RSjVb3hyMNM/Tv3qZDNr8vI/AAAAAAAAByU/Nm7yg-3y7ZI/s72-c/simenon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-6461059365122710527</id><published>2011-12-30T00:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-30T00:00:04.684Z</updated><title type='text'>Latin(idades)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/J57Le8gDTrI?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6461059365122710527?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6461059365122710527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6461059365122710527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/latinidades.html' title='Latin(idades)'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/J57Le8gDTrI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-2101816175697628873</id><published>2011-12-28T12:28:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-12-28T14:47:58.236Z</updated><title type='text'>Português (muito ) Suave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYZYhaToht4/TvsLoW5nklI/AAAAAAAABxY/s6_pkMm_MVU/s1600/FESTEJOS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 385px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691155342082675282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYZYhaToht4/TvsLoW5nklI/AAAAAAAABxY/s6_pkMm_MVU/s400/FESTEJOS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Qualquer tropeção nosso é anunciado com pompa e circunstância como se estivéssemos no fundo do poço. A história tem-se encarregado de os desmentir, mas nem assim refreiam o instinto. Desenganem-se, o FC Porto é eterno e quando nos quiserem fazer o funeral, esperem pela missa do sétimo dia, porque o mais provável é já estarmos novamente de pé." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Jorge Nuno Pinto da Costa; Evento: Aniversário (74 anos). Salvé!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-2101816175697628873?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/2101816175697628873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/2101816175697628873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/portugues-muito-suave.html' title='Português (muito ) Suave'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYZYhaToht4/TvsLoW5nklI/AAAAAAAABxY/s6_pkMm_MVU/s72-c/FESTEJOS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-6929719224358412107</id><published>2011-12-28T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-28T00:00:02.818Z</updated><title type='text'>Cinema</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWf8WIS-1qY/Tvn11daTWHI/AAAAAAAABxM/U94LvT_wNJE/s1600/424d8b0b-3a96-48f2-8757-b6cb2d96f684.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690849902936152178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWf8WIS-1qY/Tvn11daTWHI/AAAAAAAABxM/U94LvT_wNJE/s400/424d8b0b-3a96-48f2-8757-b6cb2d96f684.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Durante a Guerra Fria, o agente secreto George Smiley é obrigado a sair da reforma para investigar a possibilidade de haver uma “toupeira” – um agente soviético infiltrado no topo da hierarquia dos serviços secretos britânicos." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Zon Lusomundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6929719224358412107?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6929719224358412107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6929719224358412107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/cinema.html' title='Cinema'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWf8WIS-1qY/Tvn11daTWHI/AAAAAAAABxM/U94LvT_wNJE/s72-c/424d8b0b-3a96-48f2-8757-b6cb2d96f684.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-3853420792597481025</id><published>2011-12-27T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-27T00:00:01.696Z</updated><title type='text'>Bolo de Rei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QgrCYXHw6rM/Tvj8xKV14jI/AAAAAAAABw0/0BgSJKXUR_I/s1600/P1010170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690576050702377522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QgrCYXHw6rM/Tvj8xKV14jI/AAAAAAAABw0/0BgSJKXUR_I/s400/P1010170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Com o passar do tempo apuramos - quase sempre - gostos e sabores. Não é por ser scalabitano adoptivo, e de gostar imenso da cidade de Santarém, mas acredito perfeitamente que o bolo de Rei da Pastelaria Bijou sita na Rua Capelo Ivens 135, em Santarém, seja do melhor que se faz e come em Portugal - em matéria de (real)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;bolaria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-3853420792597481025?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3853420792597481025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3853420792597481025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/bolo-de-rei.html' title='Bolo de Rei'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QgrCYXHw6rM/Tvj8xKV14jI/AAAAAAAABw0/0BgSJKXUR_I/s72-c/P1010170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-5770004116852005718</id><published>2011-12-26T00:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-26T00:00:03.583Z</updated><title type='text'>Épico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yibz4xAejos?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-5770004116852005718?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5770004116852005718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5770004116852005718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/epico.html' title='Épico'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yibz4xAejos/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-8365190045466431121</id><published>2011-12-25T00:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-12-25T00:00:07.087Z</updated><title type='text'>Coisas de domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689713883334931378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50idLBKemX0/TvXsoanJc7I/AAAAAAAABwo/SwKeJ2gw0O0/s400/A.C.Aventura%2Bbolo%2Bde%2Bnatal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Uma casa de campo inglesa durante o período natalício, com a crepitação da lareira e a excelente comida, não parece ser o local mais indicado para um crime, mas um bilhete sinistro deixado na almofada de Hercule Poirot diz-lhe que nem tudo é o que parece ser. Há ainda a terrível descoberta de um corpo num local inusitado, uma discussão que acaba numa morte, o estranho caso do morto que alterou os seus hábitos alimentares ou o enigma da vítima que sonhou com o seu próprio suicídio. Uma sucessão de casos que, em comum, têm apenas o mistério e nos quais os poderes de dedução de Hercule Poirot e Miss Marple são a cereja em cima do bolo… A Aventura do Bolo de Natal (The Adventure of the Christmas Pudding) foi originalmente publicado na Grã-Bretanha em 1960. Todos os seus contos, com a excepção de "O Desvario de Greenshaw", foram adaptados para televisão em 1991, com David Suchet no papel de Poirot." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-8365190045466431121?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8365190045466431121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8365190045466431121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/coisas-de-domingo_25.html' title='Coisas de domingo'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50idLBKemX0/TvXsoanJc7I/AAAAAAAABwo/SwKeJ2gw0O0/s72-c/A.C.Aventura%2Bbolo%2Bde%2Bnatal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-2638861019508577407</id><published>2011-12-24T00:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-24T15:05:38.206Z</updated><title type='text'>Natal policiário</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HMH_Xl-RTqE/TsvdtJuOCjI/AAAAAAAABto/IcokcupTRCQ/s1600/H.P.%2BO%2BNATAL%2BDE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677875523004271154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HMH_Xl-RTqE/TsvdtJuOCjI/AAAAAAAABto/IcokcupTRCQ/s400/H.P.%2BO%2BNATAL%2BDE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Um policial de Natal. Na noite de consoada, a família Lee está reunida. Subitamente ouve-se um enorme barulho de mobília que se parte. Segue-se um grito de agonia. No andar de cima, Simeon Lee, pai tirano, jaz morto, num lago de sangue, a garganta cortada. Chega o inspector Hercule Poirot para desvendar o caso e encontra uma família cheia de mútuas suspeitas."&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Fonte:Wook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-2638861019508577407?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/2638861019508577407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/2638861019508577407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/natal-policiario.html' title='Natal policiário'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HMH_Xl-RTqE/TsvdtJuOCjI/AAAAAAAABto/IcokcupTRCQ/s72-c/H.P.%2BO%2BNATAL%2BDE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-4281696523939070683</id><published>2011-12-23T00:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-24T15:06:22.482Z</updated><title type='text'>Em português (muito) suave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkLC3vxv4G4/TvO8l9UlqwI/AAAAAAAABwc/iotf1ijvKgk/s1600/ditos%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689098114601167618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkLC3vxv4G4/TvO8l9UlqwI/AAAAAAAABwc/iotf1ijvKgk/s400/ditos%2B1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-4281696523939070683?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4281696523939070683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4281696523939070683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/em-portugues-muito-suave.html' title='Em português (muito) suave'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkLC3vxv4G4/TvO8l9UlqwI/AAAAAAAABwc/iotf1ijvKgk/s72-c/ditos%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-5177560452193417751</id><published>2011-12-22T00:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-22T00:00:05.883Z</updated><title type='text'>Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/engHOvkXYbQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anuncia-se o guitarrista americano Joe Bonamassa para o próximo dia 21/02/2012 no CCB (Lisboa). É caso para dizer que os Blues/Rock regressam a Portugal. As sonoridades de Bonamassa (o seu nome faz-nos lembrar o clan Corleone) são o somatório do Chicago Blues, bem como dos White Blues do Reino de Sua Majestade, ou sejam as influências deixadas pelos guitarristas negros nos idos 60, que posteriormente os próprios Deep Purple - e outras grupos - vieram a personificar como trajecto dos Blues/rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Talvez por isso, não seja de estranhar o apadrinhamento de Glenn Hughes em todo este trajecto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-5177560452193417751?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5177560452193417751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LRnNOKDnCH0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-5075769477449105684</id><published>2011-12-20T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-24T15:06:47.923Z</updated><title type='text'>Biografia(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QknYc1Lc5UE?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-5075769477449105684?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-7246317200330450081</id><published>2011-12-19T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-19T08:56:32.428Z</updated><title type='text'>"Mana" Mayra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lf7sd_GWd94?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-7246317200330450081?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/7246317200330450081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/7246317200330450081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/mana-mayra.html' title='&quot;Mana&quot; Mayra'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lf7sd_GWd94/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-7104200160695983300</id><published>2011-12-18T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-18T00:00:07.053Z</updated><title type='text'>COISAS DE DOMINGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlJzZyenH0A/TuzilWNdl6I/AAAAAAAABwQ/70ezHBwjK_o/s1600/A.C.%2Bo%2Bc%25C3%25A3o%2Bda%2Bmorte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687169560707176354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlJzZyenH0A/TuzilWNdl6I/AAAAAAAABwQ/70ezHBwjK_o/s400/A.C.%2Bo%2Bc%25C3%25A3o%2Bda%2Bmorte.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Escritas num tom bastante diferente daquele a que o leitor de Agatha Christie está habituado, estas doze histórias têm em comum o crime e o sobrenatural. A solução dos enigmas está nas mãos dos mais insólitos "detectives" e é sempre… arrepiante!&lt;br /&gt;Uma marca de pólvora com a forma de um cão; um presságio do "outro mundo"; uma casa assombrada; uma reunião aterradora; um caso de dupla personalidade; um pesadelo recorrente; uma amnésia súbita; uma levitação; um misterioso pedido de socorro… Doze casos inexplicados - e aparentemente inexplicáveis - cujo desfecho requer o génio "sobrenatural" de uma Agatha Christie.&lt;br /&gt;O Cão da Morte (The Hound of Death and Other Stories) foi originalmente publicado em 1933, na Grã-Bretanha. Uma das histórias do presente livro - "Testemunha de Acusação" - tornar-se-ia num dos títulos mais famosos da autora, tendo sido adaptado ao teatro, em 1953, ao cinema, em 1957 (com um elenco de luxo, do qual faziam parte Marlene Dietrich, Tyrone Power e Charles Laughton) e à televisão, em 1982." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-7104200160695983300?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/7104200160695983300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/7104200160695983300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/coisas-de-domingo_18.html' title='COISAS DE DOMINGO'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlJzZyenH0A/TuzilWNdl6I/AAAAAAAABwQ/70ezHBwjK_o/s72-c/A.C.%2Bo%2Bc%25C3%25A3o%2Bda%2Bmorte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-5540318668809619537</id><published>2011-12-17T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-17T00:00:00.466Z</updated><title type='text'>VOZ(ES)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GB41-tIJ8lA?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-5540318668809619537?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5540318668809619537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5540318668809619537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/vozes.html' title='VOZ(ES)'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GB41-tIJ8lA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-8659642015596995259</id><published>2011-12-15T00:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-15T08:51:37.644Z</updated><title type='text'>PORTUGUÊS SUAVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcPiFmCkJcw/TukeBy2u-0I/AAAAAAAABwE/j2JuyD5Na4Y/s1600/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686109020712008514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcPiFmCkJcw/TukeBy2u-0I/AAAAAAAABwE/j2JuyD5Na4Y/s400/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(EX)CITAÇÕES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;" É impressão minha ou os telejornais estão cada vez mais parecidos com as páginas de crime do Correio da Manhã? " &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: 31 da Armada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUTRAS CONVERSAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Quanto a Portugal, com uma interminável ditadura, um ensaio de revolução "leninista" e uma Constituição absurda, que, apesar de revista, vai persistentemente conservando restos do marxismo vulgar e as fantasias da esquerda de 1970, não promete muito. Nem a vida política, como se formou e desenvolveu a partir de 1980, com a sua pública tolerância da corrupção e da intriga, ajudou a que se formasse uma consciência cívica. Os sobressaltos que de quando em quando imaginários perigos para a nossa imaginária soberania provocam no coração sensível de alguns patriotas não passam, no fundo, de uma retórica obsoleta e relutante. Por isso, Passos Coelho não sofreu com certeza uma dor lancinante com a assinatura do acordo intergovernamental de anteontem. A democracia não lhe pesa, nem nos pesa a nós." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Vasco Pulido Valente, in Público.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UM LIVRO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Trindade de Homicídios", Rex Stout, Círculo de Leitores, Março/1985 (Encontrado na alfarrabia).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUTRAS MÚSICAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Wynton Marsalis &amp;amp; Eric Clapton - Play de Blues, Live from jazz at Lincoln Center (2001). - A minha escolha de Blues para o ano de 2011. É de notar também a presença de Taj Mahal em três temas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-8659642015596995259?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8659642015596995259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8659642015596995259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/portugues-suave_15.html' title='PORTUGUÊS SUAVE'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcPiFmCkJcw/TukeBy2u-0I/AAAAAAAABwE/j2JuyD5Na4Y/s72-c/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-3212263920373819757</id><published>2011-12-14T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-14T00:00:04.301Z</updated><title type='text'>GUITARRA JAZZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/asNfZY4mfSA?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-3212263920373819757?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3212263920373819757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3212263920373819757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/guitarra-jazz.html' title='GUITARRA JAZZ'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/asNfZY4mfSA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-6974724697682755208</id><published>2011-12-12T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-12T00:00:04.394Z</updated><title type='text'>ENCONTRO(S)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2maQz47BPeY?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6974724697682755208?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6974724697682755208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6974724697682755208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/encontros.html' title='ENCONTRO(S)'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2maQz47BPeY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-239556685841137314</id><published>2011-12-11T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-11T00:00:03.417Z</updated><title type='text'>COISAS DE DOMINGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55R6dNyH6yM/Tt-gO-_uqMI/AAAAAAAABvU/n5IB9KdpTOI/s1600/9789722047968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683437434053765314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55R6dNyH6yM/Tt-gO-_uqMI/AAAAAAAABvU/n5IB9KdpTOI/s400/9789722047968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Chove torrencialmente sobre Skogså, a relíquia medieval nos arredores de Linköping, e as grandes gotas caem pesadamente sobre o corpo que flutua nas águas do fosso que rodeia o castelo. O advogado Jerry Petersson, o novo e rico proprietário, conhecido pelo seu espírito impulsivo e irascível, nunca mais resolverá novos casos.&lt;br /&gt;Chamada a investigar o crime, Malin Fors suspeita dos Fågelsjö, uma família aristocrática que, por problemas financeiros, foi forçada a vender a Jerry Petersson a propriedade há séculos na família. Mas seria isso motivo suficiente para um homicídio? Ou será que por detrás dos muitos milhões, das obras de arte valiosas, dos fatos caros, e do sucesso nos negócios, Jerry Petersson não era quem parecia?&lt;br /&gt;Acompanhando Malin, do outro lado de uma tela finíssima, a sombra da vítima vai desfiando a memória do seu passado e dos acontecimentos que conduziram à sua morte.&lt;br /&gt;"Segredo Oculto em Águas Turvas "é o terceiro volume da aclamada série do autor que descreve a trajetória da inspetora Malin Fors, iniciada em "Sangue Vermelho em Campo de Neve" e "Anjos Perdidos em Terra Queimada". "Segredo Oculto em Águas Turvas" confronta-nos com as imprevisíveis consequências do abuso de poder nas relações familiares, nas ligações amorosas e no implacável mundo dos negócios, num crescendo de intriga e emoção."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Fnac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-239556685841137314?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/239556685841137314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/239556685841137314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/coisas-de-domingo_11.html' title='COISAS DE DOMINGO'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55R6dNyH6yM/Tt-gO-_uqMI/AAAAAAAABvU/n5IB9KdpTOI/s72-c/9789722047968.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-1422355420298856827</id><published>2011-12-10T00:00:00.028Z</published><updated>2011-12-10T10:19:40.978Z</updated><title type='text'>PORTUGUÊS SUAVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jK-paU1h1Rg/TuD2WBJ9qxI/AAAAAAAABv4/BhiCSEaQDR0/s1600/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683813587869346578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jK-paU1h1Rg/TuD2WBJ9qxI/AAAAAAAABv4/BhiCSEaQDR0/s400/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(EX)CITAÇÕES&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Em dois anos, 320 000 portugueses foram-se embora"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUTRAS CONVERSAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"A Presidência do Conselho de Ministros (PCM) adquiriu assim, através da ANCP-- Agência Nacional de Compras Públicas, um Mercedes S450 CDI no valor de pelo menos 140.876 euros. Pelo menos, porque este é o preço de tabela, mas, tendo em conta as personalidades que deverá transportar, terá sofrido adaptações, sendo, por exemplo, blindado."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte - Público.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UM LIVRO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"A MILIONÁRIA PERSEGUIDA", Rex Stout, nº. 530 da Colecção Vampiro - Os mestres da Literatura Policial - Edição «Livros do Brasil» Lisboa. (Encontrado na alfarrabia, ou seja o reencontro com o detetive Nero Wolfe e o seu ajudante Archie Goodwin).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUTRAS MÚSICAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"THE BOTHY BAND" (1975) - The First Album - Green Linnet Record Inc. (Muita da melhor sonoridade da música popular anglo-saxónica). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-1422355420298856827?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1422355420298856827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1422355420298856827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/portugues-suave_10.html' title='PORTUGUÊS SUAVE'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jK-paU1h1Rg/TuD2WBJ9qxI/AAAAAAAABv4/BhiCSEaQDR0/s72-c/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-6812331744727679060</id><published>2011-12-09T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:00:01.173Z</updated><title type='text'>INTEMPORAL(IDADES)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mXD8l8JFk6E?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6812331744727679060?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6812331744727679060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6812331744727679060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/intemporalidades.html' title='INTEMPORAL(IDADES)'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mXD8l8JFk6E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-8699087090527248216</id><published>2011-12-08T11:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-08T11:24:42.013Z</updated><title type='text'>OUTRAS CUMPLICIDADES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9Ev03K1HuM/TuCdR9H8j_I/AAAAAAAABvg/ktKKP3XODW4/s1600/riveratrotsky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683715661532794866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9Ev03K1HuM/TuCdR9H8j_I/AAAAAAAABvg/ktKKP3XODW4/s400/riveratrotsky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Comemoram-se 125 (longos) anos quanto ao nascimento do pintor/muralista Diego Rivera. Tive oportunidade de Ler um pouco da vida deste trio, e dos seus (des)encontros em "O Homem que gostava de Cães" de Leonardo Padura. Goste-se ou não, estamos perante pessoas que fizeram as coisas à sua maneira e a gosto. Foram felizes. Falta apenas dizer que na sombra da foto, existe um vulto de mulher:Frida Kahlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-8699087090527248216?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8699087090527248216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8699087090527248216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/outras-cumplicidades.html' title='OUTRAS CUMPLICIDADES'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9Ev03K1HuM/TuCdR9H8j_I/AAAAAAAABvg/ktKKP3XODW4/s72-c/riveratrotsky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-1829988076548499321</id><published>2011-12-08T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-08T00:00:04.285Z</updated><title type='text'>CUMPLICIDADES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/355rFCfDsRE?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-1829988076548499321?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1829988076548499321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1829988076548499321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/cumplicidades.html' title='CUMPLICIDADES'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/355rFCfDsRE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-8118007928532439618</id><published>2011-12-07T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-07T00:00:03.098Z</updated><title type='text'>CINEMA (NEGRO)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KDLptCMRwvA?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-8118007928532439618?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8118007928532439618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8118007928532439618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/cinema-negro.html' title='CINEMA (NEGRO)'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KDLptCMRwvA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-6414530208142578202</id><published>2011-12-06T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-06T00:00:05.279Z</updated><title type='text'>«roots revisited»</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vJ6EGsZdxpE?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6414530208142578202?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6414530208142578202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6414530208142578202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/roots-revisited.html' title='«roots revisited»'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vJ6EGsZdxpE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-1497186273341425770</id><published>2011-12-05T00:00:00.028Z</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:00:00.079Z</updated><title type='text'>PORTUGUÊS SUAVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LVGSWHDVqw0/TtuyWVVMcCI/AAAAAAAABvI/JxYfz0rET04/s1600/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682331451610918946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LVGSWHDVqw0/TtuyWVVMcCI/AAAAAAAABvI/JxYfz0rET04/s400/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EX)CITAÇÕES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Cinco dos seis pescadores vítimas do naufrágio já tiveram alta, tendo sido recebidos em Caxinas por centenas de pessoas." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Expresso.pt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUTRAS CONVERSAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"O Supremo Tribunal de Justiça comprou em 2004, para o gabinete do seu Presidente, um quadro da pintora Vieira da Silva por 80.000 euros e metade deste montante foi coberto por facturas falsas, com a conivência dos serviços, do Presidente e dos juízes que integravam o Conselho de Administração do STJ." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: A Esquina do Rio, Manuel Falcão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UM LIVRO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mau tempo no canal" de Vitorino Nemésio, Unibolso Duplo, Biblioteca Universal. (Encontrado na alfarrabia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUTRAS MÚSICAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love Scenes - Diana Krall, 1997 GRP Records - em trio: Diana Krall, piano e voz; Russel Malone, guitarras; Christian McBride, contrabaixo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-1497186273341425770?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1497186273341425770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1497186273341425770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/portugues-suave.html' title='PORTUGUÊS SUAVE'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LVGSWHDVqw0/TtuyWVVMcCI/AAAAAAAABvI/JxYfz0rET04/s72-c/PORTUGU%25C3%258AS%2BSUAVE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-4941072826648371605</id><published>2011-12-04T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-04T00:00:01.432Z</updated><title type='text'>COISAS DE DOMINGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v1W-T-TdrtY/TsvfJ1BnTEI/AAAAAAAABt0/uQlENs8iFU8/s1600/CAMILA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677877115176307778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v1W-T-TdrtY/TsvfJ1BnTEI/AAAAAAAABt0/uQlENs8iFU8/s400/CAMILA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Nascida em 1974, Camilla Läckberg licenciou-se na Universidade de Economia de Gotemburgo antes de se mudar para Estocolmo, onde foi economista durante alguns anos. Contudo, um curso sobre escrita criativa de livros policiais despoletou uma mudança drástica de carreira. Foi considerada a escritora sueca do ano em 2004 e 2005, e os seus quatro primeiros livros atingiram o primeiro lugar no top de vendas da Suécia. Actualmente, a autora vive com os dois filhos em Estocolmo." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-4941072826648371605?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4941072826648371605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4941072826648371605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/coisas-de-domingo.html' title='COISAS DE DOMINGO'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v1W-T-TdrtY/TsvfJ1BnTEI/AAAAAAAABt0/uQlENs8iFU8/s72-c/CAMILA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-3320063891047670428</id><published>2011-12-03T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:00:04.139Z</updated><title type='text'>ESCOLHA(S)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7d6K1IhVTUk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-3320063891047670428?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3320063891047670428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3320063891047670428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/escolhas.html' title='ESCOLHA(S)'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7d6K1IhVTUk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-8090564318186756102</id><published>2011-12-02T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-02T05:32:20.163Z</updated><title type='text'>MARIO CONDE, CHINO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tFI8fO2hdf8/TtRep4-AyCI/AAAAAAAABuY/1y0uQ3kfSMI/s1600/LEONARDO%2BPADURA%252C%2BLA%2BCOLA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680269103781169186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tFI8fO2hdf8/TtRep4-AyCI/AAAAAAAABuY/1y0uQ3kfSMI/s400/LEONARDO%2BPADURA%252C%2BLA%2BCOLA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"La cola de la serpiente es la historia de una obstinación. O de dos, en realidad. Porque sin la obstinación de los chinos que emigraron a Cuba desde el siglo XIX y que, aun sin esperanzas de regreso optaron por seguir siendo chinos, esta historia no hubiera existido. Y tampoco hubiera existido sin mi obstinación por escribirla y mi necesidad de darle forma y color, pero sobre todo palabras, a uno de los barrios más habaneros de mi ciudad... donde vivieron esos chinos que siempre fueron chinos.&lt;br /&gt;La novela comenzó siendo un relato largo que escribí a mediados de la década de 1990. Pero unos años después lo leí y me di cuenta de que me había empeñado en sintetizar la historia y lo que necesitaba su atmósfera y argumento era crecer. Así surgió la novela corta que terminé a finales de los 90 y que publiqué en Cuba e Italia... Pero hace un año, cuando decidimos publicarla en Tusquets, sentí que todavía la síntesis era demasiado estricta y que el texto pedía aire, más vida... y llegó a ser la novela que ahora se ha publicado.&lt;br /&gt;Es una historia del Barrio Chino de La Habana que, a diferencia del de Barcelona, sí fue un barrio con chinos, y muchos. Y fue el escenario de una de las vías más complicadas hacia la construcción de esa mezcla de tantas cosas que es el cubano.&lt;br /&gt;Como por los años en que podía ocurrir esta historia Mario Conde debía ser policía, pues el Mario Conde de La cola de la serpiente es policía. No miento si digo que esta condición fue la más difícil de sostener en la nueva escritura de la novela porque... Mario Conde le ha cogido el gusto a investigar sin ser policía porque, dice él, se siente mejor. O sea, más libre...&lt;br /&gt;Espero que las obstinaciones que sostienen la historia y la escritura de La cola de la serpiente hayan logrado fraguar en un libro que resulte a la vez atractivo de leer y revelador, dulce y útil, como hace veinte siglos reclamaba el gran Horacio como la mayor virtud de la obra literaria.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora los dejo con los chinos de La cola de la serpiente, hasta que Conde regrese (sin ser policía) en una historia de judíos que, al contrario de los chinos, se empeñaron y se empeñan en ser cubanos".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Leonardo Padura, in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://negraycriminal.blogcindario.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://negraycriminal.blogcindario.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-8090564318186756102?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8090564318186756102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8090564318186756102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/mario-conde-chino.html' title='MARIO CONDE, CHINO'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tFI8fO2hdf8/TtRep4-AyCI/AAAAAAAABuY/1y0uQ3kfSMI/s72-c/LEONARDO%2BPADURA%252C%2BLA%2BCOLA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-2514037052949938332</id><published>2011-12-01T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-01T09:49:48.039Z</updated><title type='text'>CAUSAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DzUc00_2c5s?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Vantagens de uma CAUSA: inapagável em qualquer calendário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-2514037052949938332?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/2514037052949938332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/2514037052949938332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/causas.html' title='CAUSAS'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DzUc00_2c5s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-821682900703995161</id><published>2011-11-30T09:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-30T09:52:49.954Z</updated><title type='text'>"CHAPELADA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-puttxoUgY1E/TtX8AD7cdtI/AAAAAAAABuk/_fBYgN3HQHA/s1600/mark-twain%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680723582982584018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-puttxoUgY1E/TtX8AD7cdtI/AAAAAAAABuk/_fBYgN3HQHA/s400/mark-twain%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;De novo "chapelada" para o Google ao recordar o 176º. aniversário de Mark Twain. Evocam assim a aventura e descoberta do Novo Mundo, mas também as peripécias e a génese humana pela inquietude, ainda que nas margens do grande rio - Mississippi . Livros como As Aventuras de Tom Sawyer, As Viagens de Tom Sawyer e Tom Sawyer, Detective, de Mark Twain (1835-1910), fazem parte do nosso imaginário coletivo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-821682900703995161?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/821682900703995161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/821682900703995161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/chapelada.html' title='&quot;CHAPELADA&quot;'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-puttxoUgY1E/TtX8AD7cdtI/AAAAAAAABuk/_fBYgN3HQHA/s72-c/mark-twain%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-1729727655502945066</id><published>2011-11-29T03:48:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-29T03:48:46.031Z</updated><title type='text'>"INCONTORNÁVEL"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qClCmd5zf9w?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-1729727655502945066?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1729727655502945066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1729727655502945066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/incontornavel.html' title='&quot;INCONTORNÁVEL&quot;'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qClCmd5zf9w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-3492810138536614692</id><published>2011-11-28T12:54:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-28T12:57:23.875Z</updated><title type='text'>Alain, o Revolucionário.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kV4C_UI_vvQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quanto a património(s) - ainda, e em tempo: Ele, Alain Oulman foi o verdadeiro "revolucionário" do Fado. Obrigado (sempre) Alain, eternamente português estrangeirado da Foz do Tejo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-3492810138536614692?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3492810138536614692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3492810138536614692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/alain-o-revolucionario.html' title='Alain, o Revolucionário.'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kV4C_UI_vvQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-3417032325671776185</id><published>2011-11-27T18:04:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-27T18:23:25.010Z</updated><title type='text'>PATRIMÓNIO(S)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TP4BnfUm0eI?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dir-se-ia que estava escrito nas estrelas do céu imenso. O fado é património imaterial da humanidade. Fiquei feliz, português de lágrima ao canto do olho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Agora que o reconhecimento foi feito, urge divulgar (ainda mais) e estimar o que nunca terá preço. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Pessoalmente, gosto dos fados (todos) da nossa diva - Amàlia Rodrigues, mas também de Carlos do Carmo. Creio que serão estes os pilares do suporte testemunhal às gerações vindouras. Neste dia em que sentimos o coração ainda mais apertado, lembro-me também de fadistas como Ana Moura, Mafalda Arnauth, Carminho, Camané. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-3417032325671776185?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3417032325671776185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3417032325671776185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/patrimonios.html' title='PATRIMÓNIO(S)'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TP4BnfUm0eI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-6665903559805243169</id><published>2011-11-27T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-27T00:00:00.158Z</updated><title type='text'>COISAS DE DOMINGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zT6qHXrTyJs/Tsu2wqekfbI/AAAAAAAABtQ/ln1qLD0UEEo/s1600/ac%2Bbiog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677832702383127986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zT6qHXrTyJs/Tsu2wqekfbI/AAAAAAAABtQ/ln1qLD0UEEo/s400/ac%2Bbiog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Agatha Christie ficará para sempre conhecida como a Rainha do Crime. Publicada em todo o mundo, os seus livros estão traduzidos para mais de cem línguas e venderam já mais de dois mil milhões de exemplares. Um sucesso à escala planetária, ao qual a autora contrapôs uma vida pessoal envolta em mistério. Mas, embora se tivesse mantido afastada das luzes da ribalta, escreveu secretamente uma autobiografia. Publicada apenas após a sua morte, revelou-se tão fascinante que foi imediatamente considerada a sua melhor obra!Com rara paixão e audácia, Agatha Christie fala-nos sobre a sua infância no final do século XIX, as duas guerras mundiais que testemunhou, os dois casamentos e as experiências como escritora e entusiasta de viagens e expedições arqueológicas, em que participava ativamente com o segundo marido. Uma obra que revela a face humana e surpreendentemente extravagante por detrás da mais lendária escritora do século XX." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6665903559805243169?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6665903559805243169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6665903559805243169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/coisas-de-domingo_27.html' title='COISAS DE DOMINGO'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zT6qHXrTyJs/Tsu2wqekfbI/AAAAAAAABtQ/ln1qLD0UEEo/s72-c/ac%2Bbiog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-691124102571814253</id><published>2011-11-26T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-26T00:00:03.434Z</updated><title type='text'>ETERNAS ESPIONAGENS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4P3QH7ESVN8/TsvjiocEVfI/AAAAAAAABuA/RmwfRzkgnlo/s1600/John%2BLe%2BCarr%25C3%25A9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677881939340842482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4P3QH7ESVN8/TsvjiocEVfI/AAAAAAAABuA/RmwfRzkgnlo/s400/John%2BLe%2BCarr%25C3%25A9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Derrubado o Muro de Berlim, está aberta a Cortina de Ferro. O Peregrino Secreto é Ned, um agente leal e honesto do período da Guerra Fria, que fez parte dos Serviços Secretos britânicos durante toda a vida. Agora, no final da sua carreira, Ned presta homenagem ao passado da vida de espião e ao seu herói e mestre George Smiley . Convidado de honra para o jantar de finalistas da nova geração de agentes secretos , numa noite inesquecível, Smiley revisita o seu passado e é arrastado para uma viagem sentimental através da sua própria vida, desde o recrutamento à iminente aposentação. O resultado é uma deslumbrante série de episódios - em parte cómicos, em parte líricos, em parte trágicos -, cada um deles constituindo um marco ao longo do percurso deste «peregrino secreto».Manuseando a sua habitual magia, le Carré mistura um esplêndido conjunto de novos personagens aos velhos heróis dos seus romances: George Smiley, Toby Esterhase, Bill Haydon e Ned, de A Casa da Rússia, entre muitos outros, cada qual com o seu momento nesse cortejo sem fim e sempre novo dos Serviços Secretos, que nas mãos de le Carré é, ao fim e ao cabo, o local mais recôndito das nossas vidas comuns."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-691124102571814253?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/691124102571814253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/691124102571814253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/eternas-espionagens.html' title='ETERNAS ESPIONAGENS'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4P3QH7ESVN8/TsvjiocEVfI/AAAAAAAABuA/RmwfRzkgnlo/s72-c/John%2BLe%2BCarr%25C3%25A9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-7980831734292566196</id><published>2011-11-24T18:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-24T18:12:30.321Z</updated><title type='text'>CLÁSSICOS POLICIÁRIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L69sjllUSa4/Ts6IaEw_DnI/AAAAAAAABuM/97ev6dnryT4/s1600/vandine_bishop_gd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678626161697951346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L69sjllUSa4/Ts6IaEw_DnI/AAAAAAAABuM/97ev6dnryT4/s400/vandine_bishop_gd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"S. S. Van Dine, pseudónimo de Willard Huntington Wright (Charlottesville, 15 de Outubro de 1888 — Nova Iorque, 11 de Abril de 1939), foi um crítico e escritor americano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi ele que criou o detetive Philo Vance, personagem fictícia que se tornou conhecida, inicialmente em livros nos anos 20 e mais tarde no cinema e rádio." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wikipédia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-7980831734292566196?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/7980831734292566196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/7980831734292566196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/classicos-policiarios_24.html' title='CLÁSSICOS POLICIÁRIOS'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L69sjllUSa4/Ts6IaEw_DnI/AAAAAAAABuM/97ev6dnryT4/s72-c/vandine_bishop_gd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-6545216293392446594</id><published>2011-11-23T21:38:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:42:47.134Z</updated><title type='text'>ACREDITAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1DRIh9-jxtY?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shakhtar Donetsk - 0 / FCP - 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6545216293392446594?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6545216293392446594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6545216293392446594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/acreditar.html' title='ACREDITAR'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1DRIh9-jxtY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-1479175797477343314</id><published>2011-11-23T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-23T00:00:01.238Z</updated><title type='text'>CLÁSSICOS (NÃO) POLICIÁRIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4NXRky33HM/Tsu31zs3j4I/AAAAAAAABtc/BUq_RhXeSWs/s1600/REMARQUE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677833890269990786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4NXRky33HM/Tsu31zs3j4I/AAAAAAAABtc/BUq_RhXeSWs/s400/REMARQUE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"A Alemanha Nazi ocupava grande parte da Europa. Terra de todos e de ninguém devido ao jogo duplo de Salazar, Lisboa foi durante toda a guerra um território neutro. Num cenário de guerra e perseguição, tornou-se o paraíso à beira-mar plantado. Para além da sua beleza natural e da paz, foi uma das poucas portas de saída para os que desejavam uma oportunidade para construir uma nova vida do outro lado do Atlântico.Depois… uma noite em Lisboa, quando um refugiado olha cobiçosamente para um transatlântico, um homem aproxima-se dele com dois bilhetes de embarque e uma história para contar. É uma história perturbante de coragem e traição, risco e morte. Onde o preço do amor vai para além do imaginável, e o legado do mal é infinito. À medida que a noite evolui, os dois homens e a própria cidade criam um laço que vai durar o resto das suas vidas…"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-1479175797477343314?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1479175797477343314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1479175797477343314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/classicos-nao-policiarios.html' title='CLÁSSICOS (NÃO) POLICIÁRIOS'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4NXRky33HM/Tsu31zs3j4I/AAAAAAAABtc/BUq_RhXeSWs/s72-c/REMARQUE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-4881082134748337118</id><published>2011-11-21T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:00:04.080Z</updated><title type='text'>OUTRAS MÚSICAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HzRmUdAYa64?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-4881082134748337118?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4881082134748337118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4881082134748337118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/outras-musicas.html' title='OUTRAS MÚSICAS'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HzRmUdAYa64/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-4621821331681058165</id><published>2011-11-20T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-20T00:00:01.130Z</updated><title type='text'>COISAS DE DOMINGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-APNUEHrgKYg/TsftVFZEWPI/AAAAAAAABtE/94HxI7q1dnQ/s1600/imageCAWSV91V.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676766801804155122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-APNUEHrgKYg/TsftVFZEWPI/AAAAAAAABtE/94HxI7q1dnQ/s400/imageCAWSV91V.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Os espectadores de Carnegie Hall aproveitaram o intervalo para formar pequenos grupos e trocar impressões. A algazarra foi, de súbito, interrompida pelo ruído de um disparo. Sobre Jan Tusar, o virtuoso do violino, que minutos antes, fizera vibrar nervosamente o seu instrumento, descera a serenidade da morte, provocada pelas suas próprias mãos. Nos bastidores, entre polícias vociferantes, personalidades em evidência na vida social e os constrangidos colegas do defunto, encontrava-se Tecumseh Fox, detective privado que se apercebeu, desde o início, de que algo não estava certo. Sucedem-se estranhos acontecimentos: duas testemunhas oculares alongam-se em depoimentos extravagantes; esfuma-se um segundo bilhete deixado pelo suicida; à volta do precioso Stradivarius de Tusar adensa-se o mistério e começam a surgir enigmáticas mensagens enviadas pelos Nazis. O caso ainda mais emaranhado se torna quando uma rara e valiosa peça do período Ming se converte no ponto central de um labirinto repleto de pistas falsas, em que a Paixão e o Crime espreitam a cada esquina." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Wook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-4621821331681058165?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4621821331681058165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4621821331681058165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/coisas-de-domingo_20.html' title='COISAS DE DOMINGO'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-APNUEHrgKYg/TsftVFZEWPI/AAAAAAAABtE/94HxI7q1dnQ/s72-c/imageCAWSV91V.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-5984204313455385659</id><published>2011-11-19T08:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-19T08:24:53.873Z</updated><title type='text'>BLUES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2jV-SL4ggtY?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-1303640450305306946</id><published>2011-11-18T07:19:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-18T07:19:50.530Z</updated><title type='text'>DESPERTARES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cqS_4B4JYws?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-1303640450305306946?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1303640450305306946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1303640450305306946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6208733285466260157?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6208733285466260157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6208733285466260157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/vozes_14.html' title='VOZES'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dnYnpApOkQg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-9209436693288975557</id><published>2011-11-13T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-13T00:00:02.208Z</updated><title type='text'>COISAS DE DOMINGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lKqt3JIP8ZQ/Tp6wtQ3YL7I/AAAAAAAABqs/3tv2YNR7Zx8/s1600/AC%2Bcaf%25C3%25A9%2Bnegro..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665159672946503602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lKqt3JIP8ZQ/Tp6wtQ3YL7I/AAAAAAAABqs/3tv2YNR7Zx8/s400/AC%2Bcaf%25C3%25A9%2Bnegro..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"O inventor Sir Claud Amory fica desesperado quando a sua fórmula para um novo e poderoso explosivo é roubada. O autor do roubo só pode ser alguém que esteja em sua casa. Terá sido um familiar ou um "amigo"? Com medo da resposta, Sir Claud decide dar uma oportunidade ao infractor. As portas são trancadas e as luzes desligadas mas, em vez de devolver a fórmula, o ladrão acrescenta algo ao café do anfitrião… Poirot já não consegue impedir esta morte, mas pode ainda evitar uma catástrofe. Tem "apenas" de encontrar a fórmula e o assassino. E tudo isto sem se deixar envenenar…Escrito originalmente por Agatha Christie em 1930 como uma peça de teatro, Café Negro (Black Coffee) foi adaptado para romance por Charles Osborne em 1997. Foi também transposto para o cinema em 1931 e 1932."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-9209436693288975557?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/9209436693288975557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/9209436693288975557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/coisas-de-domingo_13.html' title='COISAS DE DOMINGO'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lKqt3JIP8ZQ/Tp6wtQ3YL7I/AAAAAAAABqs/3tv2YNR7Zx8/s72-c/AC%2Bcaf%25C3%25A9%2Bnegro..jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-444109631007971690</id><published>2011-11-12T09:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-12T09:53:59.039Z</updated><title type='text'>EM PORTUGUÊS SUAVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vyoVsKBO3rg/Tr5Bd7_s6KI/AAAAAAAABs4/E-uEwBXJQdM/s1600/MALHOA_GRANDE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674044563110291618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vyoVsKBO3rg/Tr5Bd7_s6KI/AAAAAAAABs4/E-uEwBXJQdM/s400/MALHOA_GRANDE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;" O País perdeu a inteligência e a consciência moral.Os costumes estão dissolvidos e os caracteres corrompidos. A prática da vida tem por única direcção a conveniência. Não há princípio que não seja desmentido, nem instituição que não seja escarnecida. Ninguém se respeita. (...) A classe média abate-se progressivamente na imbecilidade e na miséria. O povo está na miséria. (......) O desprezo pelas ideias aumenta em cada dia. Vivemos todos ao acaso. Perfeita, absoluta indiferença de cima a baixo! (...) A ruína económica cresce, cresce, cresce...o comércio definha. A indústria enfraquece. O salário diminui. A renda diminui. O Estado é considerado na sua acção fiscal como um ladrão e tratado como um inimigo. (...) Não é uma existência, é uma expiação. E a certeza deste rabaixamento invadiu todas as consciências. Diz-se por toda a parte: « o País está perdido!»&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Uma Campanha Alegre, Eça de Queiroz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-444109631007971690?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/444109631007971690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/444109631007971690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/em-portugues-suave.html' title='EM PORTUGUÊS SUAVE'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vyoVsKBO3rg/Tr5Bd7_s6KI/AAAAAAAABs4/E-uEwBXJQdM/s72-c/MALHOA_GRANDE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-1897295282808882737</id><published>2011-11-11T15:34:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T15:35:35.338Z</updated><title type='text'>VOZES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/36OYv-cU_N8?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-1897295282808882737?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1897295282808882737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/1897295282808882737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/vozes.html' title='VOZES'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/36OYv-cU_N8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-5215876446981800731</id><published>2011-11-09T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-09T00:00:07.968Z</updated><title type='text'>"WHITE BLUES"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QRX3NAEblvg?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-5215876446981800731?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5215876446981800731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5215876446981800731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/white-blues.html' title='&quot;WHITE BLUES&quot;'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QRX3NAEblvg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-3632826513089271743</id><published>2011-11-07T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-07T19:12:52.033Z</updated><title type='text'>CLÁSSICOS POLICIÁRIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IG_EPiEYc5I/TrQm-1jLuCI/AAAAAAAABss/eRwn2U6af1o/s1600/Ross%2BMacdonald.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671200691734689826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IG_EPiEYc5I/TrQm-1jLuCI/AAAAAAAABss/eRwn2U6af1o/s400/Ross%2BMacdonald.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Ross Macdonald, pseudônimo de Kenneth Millar (Los Gatos, 13 de Dezembro de 1915 - Santa Barbara, 1983) foi um escritor de crimes de ficção estadunidense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ross Macdonald cresceu no Canadá, lá casou-se com Margaret Sturm (a futura escritora Margaret Millar) e voltou aos Estados Unidos em 1938. Como grande parte dos escritores norte-americanos da época, iniciou a carreira literária publicando contos em revistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto estudava na Universidade de Michigan concluiu seu primeiro romance, The Dark Tunnel, publicado em 1944, sob o pseudônimo de John Macdonald, para evitar associação como o nome de sua mulher, que estava se tornando conhecida como escritora." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wikipédia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-3632826513089271743?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3632826513089271743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/3632826513089271743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/classicos-policiarios.html' title='CLÁSSICOS POLICIÁRIOS'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IG_EPiEYc5I/TrQm-1jLuCI/AAAAAAAABss/eRwn2U6af1o/s72-c/Ross%2BMacdonald.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-8469658150203601233</id><published>2011-11-06T00:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-06T00:00:06.330Z</updated><title type='text'>COISAS DE DOMINGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_Ve_7o2w1Q/Tp6uXwlgPbI/AAAAAAAABqg/lrc0MwBBNHI/s1600/A.C%2Bausente%2Bna%2Bprimavera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665157104481090994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_Ve_7o2w1Q/Tp6uXwlgPbI/AAAAAAAABqg/lrc0MwBBNHI/s400/A.C%2Bausente%2Bna%2Bprimavera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ao regressar do Iraque, onde foi visitar a filha, Joan Scudamore dá por si sozinha numa pensão isolada. A viagem de comboio foi inesperadamente interrompida, obrigando-a a permanecer no deserto. Esta súbita solidão leva-a a avaliar a sua vida pela primeira vez e a encarar algumas verdades sobre si própria. Ao olhar para trás, Joan reexamina dolorosamente as suas atitudes, relações e acções, e fica cada vez mais apreensiva com a pessoa que lhe é revelada. Decidida a recuperar o tempo perdido, ela está finalmente de volta a Inglaterra e à vida que pretende transformar drasticamente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Relato intenso da vida emocional de uma mulher, Ausente na Primavera foi, segundo palavras de Agatha Christie, «escrito com integridade, com prazer. O resultado final foi aquele que eu desejava, e isso é a maior alegria que um autor pode ter.»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-8469658150203601233?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8469658150203601233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/8469658150203601233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/coisas-de-domingo.html' title='COISAS DE DOMINGO'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_Ve_7o2w1Q/Tp6uXwlgPbI/AAAAAAAABqg/lrc0MwBBNHI/s72-c/A.C%2Bausente%2Bna%2Bprimavera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-88973035218809812</id><published>2011-11-03T21:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-03T21:53:31.805Z</updated><title type='text'>WORLD MUSIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nCdbk3Upg7s?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-88973035218809812?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/88973035218809812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/88973035218809812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/world-music.html' title='WORLD MUSIC'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nCdbk3Upg7s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-4532648163103855498</id><published>2011-11-02T12:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:25:38.406Z</updated><title type='text'>Uma questão de calendário.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JeAP1KyPDzM?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-4532648163103855498?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4532648163103855498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/4532648163103855498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/uma-questao-de-calendario.html' title='Uma questão de calendário.'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JeAP1KyPDzM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-148765133499932558</id><published>2011-11-02T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-02T00:00:06.837Z</updated><title type='text'>ENIGMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o2--gss_QoM/Tq8BxEwn7iI/AAAAAAAABsg/jDTBxedWW3g/s1600/Miguel%2BMiranda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669752398485646882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o2--gss_QoM/Tq8BxEwn7iI/AAAAAAAABsg/jDTBxedWW3g/s400/Miguel%2BMiranda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"A ameaça de um grande atentado contra o Papa desencadeia uma intrincada investigação. Mas, no meio eclesiástico, as mortes não explicadas sucedem-se, adensando um clima de suspeita e medo.Entretanto, o porta-aviões Varyag, transformado em casino flutuante, é palco para o assassínio de Lady Godiva, uma bela e afamada cantora.Muitos anos antes, no fim da Segunda Guerra Mundial, o submarino U-1277 foi afundado junto ao Porto pelo seu comandante; a tripulação desembarcou em botes na praia de Angeiras e desapareceu. Ninguém sabe o que aconteceu a Helmuth Draier, nem qual a secreta missão de que vinha incumbido.Em Dai-lhes, Senhor, o Eterno Repouso a narrativa move-se agilmente entre o passado e o presente, e, pelo caminho, o leitor encontra uma abordagem a grandes temas da atualidade, desde a pedofilia e a Igreja Católica, à volatilidade e desigualdade do mundo, onde grassa a miséria e habita a riqueza mais obscena.Desvendar quem matou, como o fez e porquê é um dos desafios para o detetive Mário França. O outro é mergulhar no passado e resolver um enigma. Do seu escritório no Muro dos Bacalhoeiros, no Porto, será ao som do Requiem, de Mozart, que ele conduzirá a investigação até ao sucesso final." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Wook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-148765133499932558?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/148765133499932558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/148765133499932558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/enigmas.html' title='ENIGMAS'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o2--gss_QoM/Tq8BxEwn7iI/AAAAAAAABsg/jDTBxedWW3g/s72-c/Miguel%2BMiranda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-5477291517593695548</id><published>2011-10-31T19:01:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-10-31T19:08:11.289Z</updated><title type='text'>NOITE DETETIVESCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ocmG6DaxmNE/Tq7wsAINuMI/AAAAAAAABsU/lLbsCUlR-QA/s1600/Poirot%2BHaloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669733619645397186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ocmG6DaxmNE/Tq7wsAINuMI/AAAAAAAABsU/lLbsCUlR-QA/s400/Poirot%2BHaloween.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"A famosa escritora de policiais Ariadne Oliver prepara-se para celebrar a Noite das Bruxas em casa de uma amiga. Outra das convidadas é Joyce, uma jovem fã de livros policiais, que confessa ter já assistido a um assassinato. Mas a sua fama de contadora de histórias mirabolantes faz com que ninguém lhe preste atenção. Ou talvez não seja bem assim. Quando Joyce é encontrada morta nessa mesma noite, Mrs. Oliver questiona se esta última história seria mesmo fruto da sua imaginação. Quem de entre os convidados quereria silenciá-la? Mrs. Oliver não conhece ninguém melhor do que o seu amigo Hercule Poirot para responder a esta questão. Mas nem mesmo para o grande detective será fácil desmascarar o assassino."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:ASA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-5477291517593695548?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5477291517593695548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5477291517593695548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/10/noite-detetivesca.html' title='NOITE DETETIVESCA'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ocmG6DaxmNE/Tq7wsAINuMI/AAAAAAAABsU/lLbsCUlR-QA/s72-c/Poirot%2BHaloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-7033218973314495497</id><published>2011-10-31T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-31T00:00:00.247Z</updated><title type='text'>CHANDLER E O CINEMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vGwSQCHI8qY?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-7033218973314495497?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/7033218973314495497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/7033218973314495497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/10/chandler-e-o-cinema.html' title='CHANDLER E O CINEMA'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vGwSQCHI8qY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-2596962799368430980</id><published>2011-10-30T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T00:00:01.598+01:00</updated><title type='text'>COISAS DE DOMINGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUSPCNb0muU/Tp6tR4zng5I/AAAAAAAABqU/VIg3B_T-6EI/s1600/JO%2BNESBO%2BA%2BESTRELA%2BDO%2BDIABO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665155904096928658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUSPCNb0muU/Tp6tR4zng5I/AAAAAAAABqU/VIg3B_T-6EI/s400/JO%2BNESBO%2BA%2BESTRELA%2BDO%2BDIABO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Oslo sufoca no calor de verão, quando uma jovem é assassinada no seu apartamento. Um dedo é-lhe cortado, e um minúsculo diamante vermelho com o formato de um pentagrama - uma estrela de cinco pontas - é encontrado debaixo da sua pálpebra. O detetive Harry Hole é designado para investigar o caso com Tom Waaler, um colega de quem ele não gosta e em quem não confia. Tom trabalha para um bando de traficantes de armas - e é o assassino da sua antiga parceira. Mas Harry, um alcoólico inveterado, mal consegue aguentar o seu emprego, e a sua única hipótese é aceitar o caso. Cinco dias depois, outra mulher é dada como desaparecida. Quando o seu dedo cortado é encontrado enfeitado com um diamante vermelho com a forma de uma estrela, Harry receia que haja um serial killer à solta. Determinado a encontrar o assassino e a expor o corrupto Tom Waaler, Harry descobre que as duas investigações se fundem de um modo inesperado. Mas perseguir a verdade tem um preço, e em breve Harry dá por si em fuga e forçado a tomar decisões difíceis acerca de um futuro que pode nem viver para ver." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-2596962799368430980?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/2596962799368430980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/2596962799368430980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/10/coisas-de-domingo_30.html' title='COISAS DE DOMINGO'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUSPCNb0muU/Tp6tR4zng5I/AAAAAAAABqU/VIg3B_T-6EI/s72-c/JO%2BNESBO%2BA%2BESTRELA%2BDO%2BDIABO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-5943541036982111666</id><published>2011-10-28T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T00:00:06.214+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"DA DIFERENTE ANDALUZIA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-_xj2kpK0XQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Quantas coisas. Lucano que amoeda o verso e aquele outro a sentença/ A mesquita e o arco. A cadência da água do Islão na alameda. / Os toiros da tarde. A bravia música que também é delicada. / A boa tradição de não fazer nada. / Os cabalistas da judiaria. Rafael da noite e das longas mesas de amizade. / Gôngora de ouro. /Das Indias o avido tesouro./ As naus, e os aços, as adagas. / Quantas vozes e quanta bizarria e uma só palavra. / Andaluzia. " In DA DIFERENTE ANDALUZIA, Os Conjurados - Jorge Luis Borges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-5943541036982111666?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5943541036982111666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5943541036982111666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/10/da-diferente-andaluzia.html' title='&quot;DA DIFERENTE ANDALUZIA&quot;'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-_xj2kpK0XQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-6204604406941858477</id><published>2011-10-26T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T00:00:00.437+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CLÁSSICOS POLICIÁRIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fKjAUoXPvis/Tp6xkPcxeeI/AAAAAAAABq4/d8WmfiacPSQ/s1600/GG%2Bo%2Bterceiro%2Bhomem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665160617459284450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fKjAUoXPvis/Tp6xkPcxeeI/AAAAAAAABq4/d8WmfiacPSQ/s400/GG%2Bo%2Bterceiro%2Bhomem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Viena de Áustria, pós-Segunda Guerra, uma cidade dividida e gerida pelas quatro potências aliadas (Rússia, Inglaterra, França e Estados Unidos). Rollo Martins, um romancista de segunda linha, chega à cidade para visitar Harry Lime, o seu inescrupuloso amigo e herói de longa data. Logo descobre que Harry morreu, e em circunstâncias muito suspeitas. Enquanto se faz passar por um célebre escritor, dá início uma investigação por conta própria e procura resposta para a pergunta - o que Harry fez para merecer a morte?O Terceiro Homem (escrito em 1949 como argumento para um filme realizado e interpretado por Orson Welles) é uma das mais importantes narrativas breves de Graham Greene, autor que, como ninguém, se debruçou sobre os meandros do mundo da espionagem e da Guerra Fria." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6204604406941858477?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6204604406941858477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/6204604406941858477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/10/classicos-policiarios_26.html' title='CLÁSSICOS POLICIÁRIOS'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fKjAUoXPvis/Tp6xkPcxeeI/AAAAAAAABq4/d8WmfiacPSQ/s72-c/GG%2Bo%2Bterceiro%2Bhomem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-575616783522512304</id><published>2011-10-25T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T00:00:01.712+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OUTONO(S)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TYOu_xHyYPA?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-575616783522512304?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/575616783522512304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/575616783522512304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/10/outonos.html' title='OUTONO(S)'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TYOu_xHyYPA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-180071370657285359</id><published>2011-10-24T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T00:00:01.771+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"OUTRAS MÚSICAS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZCbPkr9AEG4?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-180071370657285359?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/180071370657285359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/180071370657285359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/10/outras-musicas.html' title='&quot;OUTRAS MÚSICAS&quot;'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZCbPkr9AEG4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-380969916483156940</id><published>2011-10-23T00:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T04:02:42.770+01:00</updated><title type='text'>COISAS DE DOMINGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBqFbDY0b3w/TpBVrGhbRDI/AAAAAAAABpg/KTlHC8-26Ms/s1600/daniel%2Bsilva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661118930578261042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBqFbDY0b3w/TpBVrGhbRDI/AAAAAAAABpg/KTlHC8-26Ms/s400/daniel%2Bsilva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;«Decidido a cortar os laços com o Departamento, Gabriel Allon refugiou-se nos penhascos da Cornualha com a sua bela mulher, Chiara. Mas, uma vez mais, esse isolamento é interrompido por alguém vindo do seu complexo passado: Julian Isherwood, o sedutor e excêntrico negociante de arte londrino. Como de costume, Isherwood tem um problema. E apenas Gabriel o pode resolver. Em Glastonbury, um restaurador de arte é brutalmente assassinado e um quadro de Rembrandt, há muito desaparecido, é misteriosamente roubado. Apesar da sua relutância, Gabriel é persuadido a utilizar os seus talentos singulares para encontrar o quadro e os responsáveis pelo crime. Mas, ao seguir meticulosamente um rasto de pistas com início em Amesterdão, passagem por Buenos Aires e fim numa villa nas margens graciosas do Lago Genebra, Gabriel descobre que há segredos mortíferos associados ao quadro. E homens malévolos por trás deles. Uma vez mais, Gabriel vai ser atraído para um mundo que pensava ter deixado para sempre e deparar-se-á com um elenco extraordinário: uma deslumbrante jornalista londrina, determinada a desfazer o pior erro da carreira, um esquivo ladrão de arte, atormentado pela sua consciência, e um influente multimilionário suíço, conhecido pelas suas boas ações mas bem capaz de estar por trás de uma das maiores ameaças que o mundo enfrenta.&lt;/span&gt;» &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte:Wook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-380969916483156940?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/380969916483156940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/380969916483156940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/10/coisas-de-domingo_23.html' title='COISAS DE DOMINGO'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBqFbDY0b3w/TpBVrGhbRDI/AAAAAAAABpg/KTlHC8-26Ms/s72-c/daniel%2Bsilva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-5648227432193546144</id><published>2011-10-22T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T00:00:02.822+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CLÁSSICOS POLICIÁRIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehtkcNiv-7c/Tp8Rte1jKhI/AAAAAAAABrE/0_brmACCrpw/s1600/raymond_chandler01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665266329324825106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehtkcNiv-7c/Tp8Rte1jKhI/AAAAAAAABrE/0_brmACCrpw/s400/raymond_chandler01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;«Raymond Chandler (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;23 de Julho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1888&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; — &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;La Jolla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;26 de Março&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1959&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;) foi um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;romancista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;roteirista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; dos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Estados Unidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. Exerceu uma influência imensa no gênero dos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Romance policial" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romance_policial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;romances policiais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; modernos, especialmente no que diz respeito ao estilo da escrita e nas atitudes que atualmente são características do gênero. Seu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Protagonista" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Protagonista"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;protagonista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Philip Marlowe" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philip_Marlowe"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Philip Marlowe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, juntamente com o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="new" title="Sam Spade (página não existe)" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Sam_Spade&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sam Spade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Dashiell Hammett" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dashiell_Hammett"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dashiell Hammett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; (ambos interpretados no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Humphrey Bogart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;), é considerado praticamente um sinônimo do "detetive particular". »&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Wikipédia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-5648227432193546144?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5648227432193546144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/5648227432193546144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/10/classicos-policiarios_22.html' title='CLÁSSICOS POLICIÁRIOS'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehtkcNiv-7c/Tp8Rte1jKhI/AAAAAAAABrE/0_brmACCrpw/s72-c/raymond_chandler01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-2894964895067919556</id><published>2011-10-21T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T00:00:02.011+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PORTUGUÊS SUAVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UMAB0rQ6qVM/Tp8vhNXr_pI/AAAAAAAABrQ/NGK9Yxnb924/s1600/MALHOA_GRANDE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665299103826574994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UMAB0rQ6qVM/Tp8vhNXr_pI/AAAAAAAABrQ/NGK9Yxnb924/s400/MALHOA_GRANDE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;«Clamamos por aí, em botequins e livros, "que o país é uma choldra". Mas que diabo! Porque é que não trabalhamos para o refundir, o refazer ao nosso gosto e pelo molde perfeito das nossas ideias?...» OS MAIAS, Eça de Queiroz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-2894964895067919556?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/2894964895067919556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6774720356428256794/posts/default/2894964895067919556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leandroontheroad.blogspot.com/2011/10/portugues-suave.html' title='PORTUGUÊS SUAVE'/><author><name>José Leandro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17443636440592781953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZjeI7gzGA0/TIYSGckwhHI/AAAAAAAABUo/lZ7xXyBHCvo/S220/FOTO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UMAB0rQ6qVM/Tp8vhNXr_pI/AAAAAAAABrQ/NGK9Yxnb924/s72-c/MALHOA_GRANDE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6774720356428256794.post-6168306638100971222</id><published>2011-10-20T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T00:00:03.511+01:00</updated><title type='text'>REVOLVENDO PASSADOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jElaFLo9JUc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6774720356428256794-6168306638100971222?l=leandroontheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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