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Ciao you (un)lucky receiver of my address and welcome to my profile.

My name is Matia and being able to blather in several different languages is one of my skills..at the end of the day, every one knows how to speak several identical languages :) Thus I finisco a veces par לדבר eine Mischung av språk kuin olisin 気違い.

I travelled all around the world (and beyond) at least one hundred times with my imagination and I am working on to turn it into reality too, with not so great results I must admit, so cards are quite a decent surrogate.

If you are that kind of person who gets mad on the type of cards to send I'll make things easier for you. The partial list of what I go crazy for, love, like a lot, don't actually dislike, could be worse, wellafterallitisjustapostcard includes maps, castles, nature, animals, flags, views, water, snow, rain, fog, colours, old/vintage like pictures, stories, towers, Medieval buildings, ghosts, legends, haunted places, anything related to Asterix and Obelix, volley, UNESCO, history, Judaism, men/males and so on, so on, so on.. If you want to have a look at my favourites you'll get a better idea of what I mean.

I have recently started to collect "Icons of..." cards, if you have one of your country I would be very grateful. I already have: Italy, Australia, Hong Kong, Japan, Singapore, Norway.

I used to be (I still am) a big fan of "Games Without Borders" aka Jeux Sans Frontières, Giochi Senza Frontiere, Spiel Ohne Grenzen, Παιχνίδια Χωρίς Σύνορα, Jogos Sem Fronteiras, Spel Zonder Grenzen, Igre Brez Meja, Juegos Sin Fronteras, Hry Bez Hranic, Játék Határok Nélkül. If your city took part in it please, send me a card.

I also collect coins and notes so if someone wants to have a currency swap... just write me!

Well, if you managed to arrive here but your brain is more puzzled than it was at the beginning well, just grab a card, chuck a stamp on it and write something like who you are, where you come from, what would you do with one million euros, why you would love to punch your colleague/teacher/boss/client/neighbor/classmate/gym trainer etc in the face but you can't (if you did, please tell me how satisfying it was), or simply help Buck the Duck to continue his day, after he woke up in the pond at dawn, shaved, made himself a coffe and opened the newspaper, then.... (please write continuation).