<?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-2866566264742715277</id><updated>2011-08-10T11:52:22.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'>textos urbanos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-5745068985639601198</id><published>2011-08-10T00:33:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T11:52:22.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Em resposta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Carta a Eduardo Baumann,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Joinville, 9 de agosto de 2011)&lt;br /&gt;Publicada em nota no Facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo, tua Carta Aberta aos Setores da Cultura e aos Vereadores, publicada em &lt;a href="http://altjoinville.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://altjoinville.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;, em 9 de agosto de 2011, é desrespeitosa ao CMPC - Conselho Municipal de Políticas Culturais de Joinville e oportunista. Eu estava presente à reunião e vi quando simplesmente você saiu da sala, enquanto o debate ainda se formalizava. Uma pena!&lt;br /&gt;Interpreto que, em consideração ao Conselho de Cultura, à sua representatividade e legítimo em sua formação, você deveria ter enviado o documento, em primeira instância, à presidente do mesmo, e não sair por aí aos alardes, misturando discurso partidário e político a um tema e a um fórum criado com total isenção.&lt;br /&gt;A política é a da Cultura, para a Cultura. A linguagem, o uso das redes sociais, o despertar do interesse midiático, a criação de clima junto ao Legislativo, isso tudo, feito desmedidamente, não interessa à cultura. Respeitar as instituições, democraticamente constituídas, sim. Pois é através das organizações sociais que vamos produzir resultados e não à revelia.&lt;br /&gt;E mais, pressupor que os membros do Conselho sejam coniventes e que atuem em concordância às posições do presidente da Fundação Cultural, Silvestre Ferreira, além de insensato, beira a ingenuidade.&lt;br /&gt;Não, Eduardo. Cada integrante do Conselho, certamente, tem suas crenças, convicções e leitura.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado pela atenção. Forte Abraço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pierre Porto Silveira&lt;br /&gt;Membro titular do CMPC - Conselho Municipal de Políticas Culturais de Joinville; Redator Publicitário, Profissional de Comunicação e Marketing, Colunista e Editor de Cultura. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-5745068985639601198?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/5745068985639601198/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=5745068985639601198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/5745068985639601198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/5745068985639601198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2011/08/carta-ao-eduardo-baumann-joinville-9-de.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-1466824962916391281</id><published>2010-04-13T10:24:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T11:20:17.583-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/S8R4QZfu0iI/AAAAAAAAARk/_OAqw2lVJk0/s1600/___1WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459620871397102114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/S8R4QZfu0iI/AAAAAAAAARk/_OAqw2lVJk0/s400/___1WEB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Betinho Convida: sexta no BOVARY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O Movimento Betinho Convida traz à cena nesta sexta-feira, em Joinville, a Música Popular Brasileira afinadíssima da dupla Dentinho (Voz e Violão) e Formiga (baixo), do grupo Arueira. Depois do convidados da noite, a festa brazuca continua com o Trio Paratodos (Newton -- percussão -, Cadu - guitarra - e Betinho, idealizador dessa programação alternativa e itinerante em Joinville, na voz e violão).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde: BOVARY SNOOCKER BAR (na Visconde - Via Gastronômica)&lt;br /&gt;Quando: Sexta (16)&lt;br /&gt;Hora: a partir das 23h&lt;br /&gt;Quanto: : R$  5,00 Feminino, R$ 10,00 Masculino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O BOVARY SNOOCKER BAR é o antigo Liverpool - trocou de nome, blza?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-1466824962916391281?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/1466824962916391281/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=1466824962916391281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/1466824962916391281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/1466824962916391281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2010/04/projeto-betinho-convida-no-bovary-nesta.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/S8R4QZfu0iI/AAAAAAAAARk/_OAqw2lVJk0/s72-c/___1WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-8916297434120319354</id><published>2010-01-04T01:45:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T01:50:05.382-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/S0Fk9FTTqCI/AAAAAAAAARU/fRH0xbqJLjI/s1600-h/_museu_iber%C3%AA_camargo_WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422726426888742946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/S0Fk9FTTqCI/AAAAAAAAARU/fRH0xbqJLjI/s400/_museu_iber%C3%AA_camargo_WEB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visitei o Museu Fundação Iberê Camargo, em Porto Alegre, em dezembro de 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/S0Fk1zsHNtI/AAAAAAAAARM/fgHS-qfrjYg/s1600-h/_ibere2_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422726301901862610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/S0Fk1zsHNtI/AAAAAAAAARM/fgHS-qfrjYg/s400/_ibere2_web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vê-se quase tudo, ao mesmo tempo, do mesmo lugar. Sensacional!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/S0FkmqKQYJI/AAAAAAAAARE/ZW1aQ6wMiMM/s1600-h/_IBEREPORTA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422726041645899922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/S0FkmqKQYJI/AAAAAAAAARE/ZW1aQ6wMiMM/s400/_IBEREPORTA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triafú!!! (como diz a gauchada!)&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/2866566264742715277-8916297434120319354?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/8916297434120319354/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=8916297434120319354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/8916297434120319354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/8916297434120319354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2010/01/visitei-o-museu-fundacao-ibere-camargo.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/S0Fk9FTTqCI/AAAAAAAAARU/fRH0xbqJLjI/s72-c/_museu_iber%C3%AA_camargo_WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-2931269346556839725</id><published>2009-08-01T01:39:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T01:45:49.937-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;.ostextosdadança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SnPHNgt_VcI/AAAAAAAAANI/nvNBqML1aoQ/s1600-h/_1dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SnPHNgt_VcI/AAAAAAAAANI/nvNBqML1aoQ/s400/_1dan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364850616063448514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SnPHJTSIEkI/AAAAAAAAANA/TzZ3K3MNQOI/s1600-h/_dan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SnPHJTSIEkI/AAAAAAAAANA/TzZ3K3MNQOI/s400/_dan2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364850543737442882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-2931269346556839725?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/2931269346556839725/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=2931269346556839725&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/2931269346556839725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/2931269346556839725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2009/08/duas-fotos-da-danca.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SnPHNgt_VcI/AAAAAAAAANI/nvNBqML1aoQ/s72-c/_1dan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-1435543233798841014</id><published>2009-05-02T01:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T20:35:09.194-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chega de Blogs, Sites, MSNs, Orkuts, Fotologs, E-mails, Fotos, Fotinhos, Desenhos, Cores, Negativos, Lamentos, Socorros, Piadas, Sorrisos, Lágrimas, Contadores, Feeds, Ads, Googles, Músicas, Vídeos, Relógios, Comentários, Ao vivo, Agora, Na hora, Acessos, Pop-Ups, Downloads, Uploads, Moderadores, Editores, Publicar, Salvar, Minha conta, Sua conta! Chega! Não, não é da minha conta! Chega! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um pedaço de papel e um lápis, por favor! Vou só escrever um bilhete, ali, e já volto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Post do Desabafo" - pierre porto silveira, jan2009&lt;/em&gt;&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/2866566264742715277-1435543233798841014?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/1435543233798841014/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=1435543233798841014&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/1435543233798841014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/1435543233798841014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2009/01/chega-de-blogs-sites-msns-orkuts.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-5014947268748531822</id><published>2009-02-24T14:41:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:57:29.259-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SaQ3DQZKPHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/FC3FzXbpVdU/s1600-h/interv_urbana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306426790028917874" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SaQ3DQZKPHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/FC3FzXbpVdU/s400/interv_urbana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Intervenção Urbana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Essa &lt;a href="http://www.intervencaourbana.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;intervenção urbana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; está aí, às margens do Rio Cachoeira, em Joinville, em frente ao Centreventos e desde o ano passado. Passei ali pela frente nesse feriado prolongado de carnaval e fiquei pensando: "até quando essas peças vão ficar aí?". Longe de mim tirar o mérito de quem as produziu, porém, fiquei pensando na "função" da ação artística depois que a peça ficou deteriorada com o tempo e hoje, já não registra mais sua configuração inicial. Talvez alguém diga: "não, peraí, a ação do tempo e a própria degradação são reações naturais sobre a obra e isso faz parte do conceito de intervenção urbana". Pode ser, mas não satisfeito, fiquei me perguntando, e isso talvez o coletivo, o artista que produziu o trabalho, possa comentar aqui no blog, por que a intervenção foi feita ali, naquele recorte da cidade? O que representavam as peças na sua instalação? Eu vi "velas de um barco", vi "nadadeiras gigantes"... enfim (mas isso é só por curiosidade, ok?). Infelizmente não cheguei a ler nada a respeito nos nossos jornais, certamente saiu alguma coisa, pois interferiu mesmo no cenário da cidade, mas não vi. Também sob um ponto de vista muito pessoal, quero dizer a vocês que gostei muito daquela intervenção de um boneco vestido de executivo e sentado numa cadeira de praia, ali na passagem da beira-rio com a Max Colin. Putz, fui surpreendido! Alguns amigos ligaram, outros passaram e-mail. Lembro que tinha um cartaz dizendo "relaxa e goza", algo assim. E o país havia acabado de ouvir essa expressão vinda da cena política. Foi sintomático! Depois a gente viu uns caixões lançados ao Rio Cachoeira pelo coletivo "&lt;a href="http://74.125.47.132/search?q=cache:rOEySAm56-gJ:noticias.terra.com.br/brasil/interna/0,,OI1811248-EI306,00.html+caix%C3%B5es+no+rio+cachoeira&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;ct=clnk&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;gl=br"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ProvocAção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" e pra mim, sem efeito! Foi chover no molhado! Não teve jeito de coisa nova! Colocar caixões pra dizer que o rio está poluído ou "morto" é muito simples. Também fico pensando, será que a intervenção serve apenas para impactar, acho que não!!! Se serve apenas pra isso, então não gosto desse tipo de intervenção. Teve também a do veterano e consagrado &lt;a href="http://74.125.47.132/search?q=cache:IHX031EzsnIJ:frentedaculturasc.blogspot.com/2008/03/polmica-sobre-interveno-artstica-de.html+carlos+franz%C3%B3i+interven%C3%A7%C3%A3o&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;ct=clnk&amp;amp;cd=3&amp;amp;gl=br"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Franzoi&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; que repercutiu muito e chamou ao debate sobre até onde é arte e espaço público. E lembro ainda das intervenções nos terminais urbanos da cidade, projeto apoiado pelo Edital de Cultura, que mexeu com a população e agora a 38 Coletiva, também com intervenções. E só pra não esquecer, Caco de Oliveira, já vem há muito tempo ilustrando tótens de pedra com seus poemas, numa intervenção sutil e deliciosa (ao longo das margens do Cachoeira num contraponto nada deliciosao com rio fétido). Voltando ao que nos inspirou esse texto, lembram daquelas garrafas pet gigantes espallhadas ao longo do Tietê, no começo do ano passado? Pois, é! Depois da intervenção urbana o material foi enviado para escolas públicas, reciclado e &lt;a href="http://74.125.47.132/search?q=cache:lSwPDSFpmnsJ:vejasaopaulo.abril.com.br/red/blogs/redacao/2008/11/garrafas-gigantes-expostas-no-tiet.html+garrafas+gigantes+no+tiet%C3%AA&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;ct=clnk&amp;amp;cd=3&amp;amp;gl=br"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;virou mochilas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Belo exemplo de continuidade e ação sistêmica entre arte e preservação ambiental. Pra não ser muito chato, a pergunta é: o que vai ser feito com essa intervenção? Talvez o projeto já tenha até uma definição. Mas como essa passadinha que eu dei por ali no domingo de carnaval me despertou para um debate mais amplo, resolvi escrever aqui no Textos Urbanos. Quem sabe a gente conversa um pouco por aqui sobre as intervenções urbanas na nossa cidade nesses últimos tempos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Foto tirada no dia 22.02.09, 18 horas). Pierre Porto S. , redator e professor.&lt;/em&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/2866566264742715277-5014947268748531822?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/5014947268748531822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=5014947268748531822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/5014947268748531822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/5014947268748531822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2009/02/intervencao-urbana-essa-intervencao.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SaQ3DQZKPHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/FC3FzXbpVdU/s72-c/interv_urbana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-3355656975068392431</id><published>2009-02-24T14:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:55:23.483-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;“Emparedado”, eu vi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu vi, com os próprios olhos, o simbolismo de Cruz e Sousa, na noite de quinta, 21 de novembro de 2007, em Joinville. Nossa! O que foi aquilo? Eu fui! Eu vi!&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente sai do teatro com uma imagem na cabeça e ela teima em reaparecer o tempo todo no dia seguinte, é porque o espetáculo foi bom! E, mais do que cognitiva, essa imagem virou emoção. Por isso, escrevo. Fiquei emparedado, entre a emoção e a vontade de contar a outros o que eu vi!&lt;br /&gt;Basta conhecer um pouco mais a obra a vida de Cruz e Sousa e, provavelmente, vá nascer uma certa devoção pelo trabalho dele, e para quem mora em Santa Catarina, há ainda um relação quase que “paroquial”, pois o poeta nasceu aqui! Acho que Cruz e Sousa, o maior poeta simbolista brasileiro, tem uma poesia marcante porque ela nos leva, além do som, às imagens. Lembro bem de “Broquéis”, livro dele de onde colhi alguns poemas e com mais profundidade, tive a oportunidade de decupá-los nas aulas de Teoria da Literatura há algum tempo. Lembro de como foi marcante ver o encadeamento fascinante das palavras, dos fonemas e as imagens que iam se formando mentalmente enquanto lia os poemas. Ainda hoje, vejo as “... macabras piruetas d'aço...” daquele palhaço em “Acrobata da Dor”, de Broqueis. E eu não conhecia “Emparedado”! E fiz questão de não ler nada a respeito – mesmo dando uma coceirinha no dedo pra digitar alguma biblioteca no google -, porque, afinal, eu queria ir ao teatro para ver um texto de Cruz e Sousa no teatro, estava curioso e empolgado com isso! Claro, porque por mais que se admire um clássico da literatura, qualquer mortal que ande por essas enlouquecidas paragens nesse começo dos 2000 se pergunta: putz, como é que vai ser? E foi! Foi surpreendente. O teatro estava lotado! Foi num teatro de bolso, que se chama Galpão de Teatro e fica nas antigas instalações de uma cervejaria da Antarctica e que se chama Cidadela Cultural, em Joinville – Santa Catarina. Um espaço alternativo, ainda com cadeiras de plástico (mas com almofadinhas!), singelo, mas bem montado, e a gente adora, porque é o nosso espaço de aconchego cultural!&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu vi no palco uma pequena plataforma branca de pouco mais de 1 metro altura e de 1 metro quadrado de largura, com uma escrivaninha alta e estreita na lateral, eu fiquei pensando: pronto! Vai ter sobe e desce! Logo atrás desse móvel branco tinham umas tiras enormes de pano branco que vinham do teto, bem alto! E com tiras de tamanhos diferentes, de um tecido bonito! Numa das laterais do palco, perto do proscênio, uns baús com instrumentos de percussão, pois a trilha é executada ao vivo. E começou! Aquela pequena plataforma branca era na verdade, o palco. E foi ali, só ali em cima, nessa pequena plataforma branca, que eu vi o tempo todo, Cruz e Sousa. E vi gigante!!! Iluminado em branco, em várias cores, vários ritmos, vários instrumentos musicais, em movimento e expressão!&lt;br /&gt;Já não me importava mais o texto escrito e na oralidade. Tinham muitos outros textos ali, viscerais e em outras linguagens. E, justamente, essa sobreposição, essa articulação textual, cênica, fez com que cada momento fosse de intensa percepção. Aquele pano branco hora servindo de suporte, hora sendo simplesmente branco, o ator em si, a obra se refazendo em múltiplas, várias narrativas em uma só, em tempos distintos e ao mesmo tempo. A marcação da trilha, a expressão facial do ator, a expressão corporal do ator, a voz do ator. Cada coisa no seu momento, com sua intensidade e se entrelaçando, com uma sutileza e generosidade tão instigantes, que até a dor assumiu a sua mais leve nuance e passou pelo palco como algo que embeleza e não agride.&lt;br /&gt;Robson Benta não declama um poema, não é o narrador de uma história, apenas. O cenário, a música, a iluminação, não foram coadjuvantes à disposição da atuação. Foi tudo uma coisa só! O que vi, já não era mais o ator interpretando um personagem, até porque, Cruz e Sousa existiu de verdade, nessa noite de quinta-feira, 21 de novembro de 2007, em Joinville.&lt;br /&gt;Sem mais pedras, nem parede! E eu vi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Pierre Porto S., redator]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Emparedado”, de Cruz e Sousa, narra a saga de um homem e poeta que se vê emparedado pelo preconceito de ser nego e artista. A peça, montada pela Cia. Joinvilense de Teatro, é projeto contemplado no Edital de Apoio às Artes 2007 da Fundação Cultural de Joinville. A direção geral e produção são de Caroline Liza Schultz, o ator/intérprete é Robson Benta, a dramaturgia e direção de cena são de Borges de Garuva e a música de Guilhermo Santiago e Borges de Garuva, cenotécnica de Marcelo de Mello e técnica de Robson Luis e Cristiano Nagel. O espetáculo estreou em Joinville, Santa Catarina, dias 21 e 22 de novembro de 2007.&lt;br /&gt;A montagem marcou ainda o reencontro entre o ator Robson Benta, o diretor e dramaturgo Borges de Garuva e o músico-instrumentista Guilhermo Santiago, que juntos, também marcaram época no Teatro de Joinville na década de 90 e que celebraram a oportunidade de um novo projeto juntos, através da Cia. Joinvilense de Teatro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-3355656975068392431?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/3355656975068392431/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=3355656975068392431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/3355656975068392431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/3355656975068392431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2009/02/emparedado-eu-vi-eu-vi-com-os-proprios.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-5514781031579044415</id><published>2009-02-20T02:17:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T13:41:12.048-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ49c87yxCI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Yqp5S4tBjoY/s1600-h/predio_1web.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Os Textos Urbanos dos Prédios. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ49W55dVeI/AAAAAAAAAMo/rBBHzm3qXG0/s1600-h/predio_1web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304744874797258210" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ49W55dVeI/AAAAAAAAAMo/rBBHzm3qXG0/s400/predio_1web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Prédios 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ49Sg9tNGI/AAAAAAAAAMg/HcQwegkp53s/s1600-h/predio2web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304744799384712290" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ49Sg9tNGI/AAAAAAAAAMg/HcQwegkp53s/s400/predio2web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Prédios 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ49Gq0hE-I/AAAAAAAAAMY/dIuS9vExh_A/s1600-h/pedio3WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304744595872093154" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ49Gq0hE-I/AAAAAAAAAMY/dIuS9vExh_A/s400/pedio3WEB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Prédios 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ49DHVcM7I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/NLM2z-54jeM/s1600-h/predio4web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304744534806901682" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ49DHVcM7I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/NLM2z-54jeM/s400/predio4web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Prédios 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ48_a0JvrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/qSqBsHFFp1Q/s1600-h/predio5web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304744471316512434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ48_a0JvrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/qSqBsHFFp1Q/s400/predio5web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Prédios 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2866566264742715277-5514781031579044415?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/5514781031579044415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=5514781031579044415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/5514781031579044415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/5514781031579044415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2009/02/os-textos-urbanos-dos-predios.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ49W55dVeI/AAAAAAAAAMo/rBBHzm3qXG0/s72-c/predio_1web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-6963136786295465372</id><published>2009-02-20T02:09:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T02:16:55.571-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ48WPEIxpI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Tu-VtNbM7VY/s1600-h/limite.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Os Textos Urbanos na Estrada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ47gEcBByI/AAAAAAAAALw/pMvofmzzN1E/s1600-h/onibus_cidadecultural.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304742833222125346" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ47gEcBByI/AAAAAAAAALw/pMvofmzzN1E/s400/onibus_cidadecultural.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A outra praia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ47amOEtlI/AAAAAAAAALo/JYbxBvJ_UqQ/s1600-h/limite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304742739211236946" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ47amOEtlI/AAAAAAAAALo/JYbxBvJ_UqQ/s400/limite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No limite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ47XWk0PPI/AAAAAAAAALg/v2aEDuTtTFQ/s1600-h/placa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304742683472051442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ47XWk0PPI/AAAAAAAAALg/v2aEDuTtTFQ/s400/placa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Placa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ47QwjePSI/AAAAAAAAALY/OAo74t2bgiM/s1600-h/carinhoso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304742570186652962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ47QwjePSI/AAAAAAAAALY/OAo74t2bgiM/s400/carinhoso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Carinhoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2866566264742715277-6963136786295465372?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/6963136786295465372/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=6963136786295465372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/6963136786295465372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/6963136786295465372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2009/02/os-textos-urbanos-na-estrada.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SZ47gEcBByI/AAAAAAAAALw/pMvofmzzN1E/s72-c/onibus_cidadecultural.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-2965878509930289396</id><published>2009-02-08T18:48:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T18:52:30.248-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SY9F949BK8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/C4D5uBgGnrw/s1600-h/1_cxdagua_bsul_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300532216001014722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SY9F949BK8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/C4D5uBgGnrw/s400/1_cxdagua_bsul_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Caixa D´água velha, na praia de Salinas, em Barra do Sul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/2866566264742715277-2965878509930289396?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/2965878509930289396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=2965878509930289396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/2965878509930289396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/2965878509930289396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2009/02/caixa-dagua-velha-na-praia-de-salinas.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SY9F949BK8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/C4D5uBgGnrw/s72-c/1_cxdagua_bsul_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-6718861880253194125</id><published>2009-02-06T18:24:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T18:41:05.983-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SYydIaCoHrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4ZefQ_ghPPc/s1600-h/igreja_guaramirim_web_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299783629263085234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SYydIaCoHrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4ZefQ_ghPPc/s400/igreja_guaramirim_web_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Igreja Matriz de Guaramirim, em Santa Catarina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SYycwXzt-SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jKkbre4BvwI/s1600-h/estatuaWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299783216346822946" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SYycwXzt-SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jKkbre4BvwI/s400/estatuaWEB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estátua do Padre Mathias Stein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2866566264742715277-6718861880253194125?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/6718861880253194125/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=6718861880253194125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/6718861880253194125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/6718861880253194125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2009/02/igreja-matriz-de-guaramirim-em-santa.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SYydIaCoHrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4ZefQ_ghPPc/s72-c/igreja_guaramirim_web_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-2492614112538220918</id><published>2009-01-11T18:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:24:06.287-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SWpVQTz4QNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/YGO2BqKE8y0/s1600-h/foto4_uc%C3%B3lico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290134450984206546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SWpVQTz4QNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/YGO2BqKE8y0/s400/foto4_uc%C3%B3lico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final de tarde, começo de poesia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-2492614112538220918?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/2492614112538220918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=2492614112538220918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/2492614112538220918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/2492614112538220918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2009/01/final-de-tarde-comeo-de-poesia.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SWpVQTz4QNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/YGO2BqKE8y0/s72-c/foto4_uc%C3%B3lico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-2613025120893354577</id><published>2009-01-11T18:17:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:22:48.561-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SWpU2u2mt3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xrpPqgSr7kc/s1600-h/foto3cors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290134011566798706" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SWpU2u2mt3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xrpPqgSr7kc/s400/foto3cors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sob o os guarda-sóis sois só!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SWpUvbSruUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Cd3BzPlUrsw/s1600-h/foto_textosurbanos_0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-2613025120893354577?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/2613025120893354577/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=2613025120893354577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/2613025120893354577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/2613025120893354577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2009/01/sob-o-os-guarda-sis-sois-s.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SWpU2u2mt3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xrpPqgSr7kc/s72-c/foto3cors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-4138091314976545789</id><published>2009-01-11T18:15:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:24:51.712-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SWpTkQQI-UI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9fsjBrvztqs/s1600-h/foto_textosurbanos_0902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290132594603129154" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SWpTkQQI-UI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9fsjBrvztqs/s400/foto_textosurbanos_0902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O texto da beleza das cidades. E gente se sente no céu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-4138091314976545789?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/4138091314976545789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=4138091314976545789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/4138091314976545789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/4138091314976545789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-texto-da-beleza-da-cidades.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SWpTkQQI-UI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9fsjBrvztqs/s72-c/foto_textosurbanos_0902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-230232767203955620</id><published>2009-01-11T18:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:15:48.111-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SWpTOyPlBhI/AAAAAAAAAII/xYaEjw3OCgY/s1600-h/foto_textosurbanos_0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290132225770456594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SWpTOyPlBhI/AAAAAAAAAII/xYaEjw3OCgY/s400/foto_textosurbanos_0901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carregando os outdoors?&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/2866566264742715277-230232767203955620?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/230232767203955620/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=230232767203955620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/230232767203955620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/230232767203955620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2009/01/carregando-os-outdoors.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SWpTOyPlBhI/AAAAAAAAAII/xYaEjw3OCgY/s72-c/foto_textosurbanos_0901.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-5340375727137155397</id><published>2008-10-26T12:22:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:24:24.279-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SQR9TfO0HjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/V5Tkxkttb-s/s1600-h/1_incendioWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261468038430203442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SQR9TfO0HjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/V5Tkxkttb-s/s400/1_incendioWEB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O texto do acontecimento. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-5340375727137155397?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/5340375727137155397/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=5340375727137155397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/5340375727137155397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/5340375727137155397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-texto-do-acontecimento.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SQR9TfO0HjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/V5Tkxkttb-s/s72-c/1_incendioWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-8969320397241993736</id><published>2008-10-17T20:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:52:17.398-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SPkk_j2gVXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/CrW4a9-_Onc/s1600-h/reinaugura%C3%A7%C3%A3o_ferroviaria_j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258274714305975666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SPkk_j2gVXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/CrW4a9-_Onc/s400/reinaugura%C3%A7%C3%A3o_ferroviaria_j.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostinho de história na Estação Ferroviária.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-8969320397241993736?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/8969320397241993736/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=8969320397241993736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/8969320397241993736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/8969320397241993736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2008/10/gostinho-de-histria-na-estao-ferroviria.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SPkk_j2gVXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/CrW4a9-_Onc/s72-c/reinaugura%C3%A7%C3%A3o_ferroviaria_j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-1108247853789878360</id><published>2008-10-17T20:26:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:34:17.644-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SPkgQxjxyWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7Ilcsp9N8J4/s1600-h/zelia_dunca_textosurbanos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258269512485161314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SPkgQxjxyWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7Ilcsp9N8J4/s400/zelia_dunca_textosurbanos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto de um show de Zélia Duncan, em Joinville. Um amigo meu disse que se Monet ainda pintasse, pintaria assim! "Putz! E eu só deixei a luz rolar sem flash! Rsss! Mas entendi o que ele quis dizer! Hehe!&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/2866566264742715277-1108247853789878360?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/1108247853789878360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=1108247853789878360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/1108247853789878360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/1108247853789878360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133619631199291490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/Rz5H2wGbCGI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Qf_XMtNCrOE/s400/1_nova_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem-vindo à bordo, em Nova Dehli e com fé.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/Rz5HZwGbCFI/AAAAAAAAAFw/IsAabSdJII0/s1600-h/2_nova_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133619132983085138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/Rz5HZwGbCFI/AAAAAAAAAFw/IsAabSdJII0/s400/2_nova_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiros olhares. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/Rz5HOAGbCEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/AkQQ95cS_dU/s1600-h/3_nova_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133618931119622210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/Rz5HOAGbCEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/AkQQ95cS_dU/s400/3_nova_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rua é de todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-8849963251654879124?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/8849963251654879124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=8849963251654879124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/8849963251654879124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/8849963251654879124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2007/11/os-textos-urbanos-na-india-1.html' title='Os textos urbanos na India [1]'/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/Rz5H2wGbCGI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Qf_XMtNCrOE/s72-c/1_nova_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-6937098741450839528</id><published>2007-11-15T22:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T20:44:15.859-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/RzzfOQGbCAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/q2x3s0Mg6uA/s1600-h/tempestweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133223111228590082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/RzzfOQGbCAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/q2x3s0Mg6uA/s400/tempestweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O texto da tempestade na Zona Leste.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-6937098741450839528?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/6937098741450839528/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=6937098741450839528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/6937098741450839528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/6937098741450839528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/RzzfOQGbCAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/q2x3s0Mg6uA/s72-c/tempestweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-9199489560684934198</id><published>2007-08-07T22:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T21:36:49.946-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Poemas da Praça da Alfândega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dia desses, sentado num dos bancos da Praça da Alfândega, fiz uns poemas, enquanto conversava com meu pai. Despretensiosos e deliciosos, com sabor de saudade daquele lugarzinho que ainda estava ali guardado, num desses cantinhos de coração de guri. Veja lá, os "Poemas da Praça da Alfândega": estão pendurados no overmundo, clique &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.overmundo.com.br/banco/poemas-da-praca-da-alfandega"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-9199489560684934198?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/9199489560684934198/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=9199489560684934198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/9199489560684934198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/9199489560684934198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2007/08/poemas-da-praa-da-alfndega-dia-desses.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-390525438030573773</id><published>2007-07-22T18:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T18:17:53.672-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Colégio Anchieta, de Porto Alegre. Sensacional!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I7hGEWxwHSo"&gt;Assista aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-390525438030573773?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/390525438030573773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=390525438030573773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/390525438030573773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-1878788432515168708</id><published>2007-07-15T02:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T02:02:01.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/Rpmp_abue-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/bHAvSeUvk6g/s1600-h/rio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087284160984153058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/Rpmp_abue-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/bHAvSeUvk6g/s400/rio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da exposição "Ao ar livre", 2006. Técnica: óleo, metais, plástico, vidro e descaso sobre rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-1878788432515168708?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/1878788432515168708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=1878788432515168708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/1878788432515168708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/1878788432515168708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2007/07/da-exposio-ao-ar-livre-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/Rpmp_abue-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/bHAvSeUvk6g/s72-c/rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-8208369008499029668</id><published>2007-07-15T01:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T01:55:26.467-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/RpmoIqbue8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/mY7guKRJssk/s1600-h/joinvilesco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087282120874687426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/RpmoIqbue8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/mY7guKRJssk/s400/joinvilesco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Foto (1)  do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;projeto&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Joinvilescos&lt;/span&gt;" que pretende chamar a atenção para monumentos ao ar livre, em &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Joinville&lt;/span&gt;, lançada em 2006 pelo blog. Vamos reeditar o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;projeto&lt;/span&gt;, mas ainda não se sabe quando. Você sabe onde fica esse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-8208369008499029668?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/8208369008499029668/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=8208369008499029668&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/8208369008499029668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/8208369008499029668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2007/07/foto-1-do-projeto-joinvilescos-que.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/RpmoIqbue8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/mY7guKRJssk/s72-c/joinvilesco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2866566264742715277.post-3061883756598708811</id><published>2007-07-15T01:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T01:49:02.234-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/Rpmmtabue7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Or2dMPj8txg/s1600-h/louca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087280553211624370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/Rpmmtabue7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Or2dMPj8txg/s400/louca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Post (1). (desenho by geraldo poerner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2866566264742715277-3061883756598708811?l=blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/feeds/3061883756598708811/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2866566264742715277&amp;postID=3061883756598708811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/3061883756598708811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2866566264742715277/posts/default/3061883756598708811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogtextosurbanos.blogspot.com/2007/07/post-1.html' title=''/><author><name>textos urbanos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/SXE_g9dgk4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LsGAeluOjfA/S220/1tus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HP6jcqYwvrc/Rpmmtabue7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Or2dMPj8txg/s72-c/louca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
