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For other languages: ipernity members may use the integrated translator at the end of this article. (Visitors: Please use DeepL Translator or install an add-on that suits your browser.) Dear members and friends of ipernity, On March 27, 2022, two mandates within the ima team will become vacant. We invite loyal and active club members to join the ima team to continue shaping the future of ipernity:…

For other languages: ipernity members may use the integrated translator at the end of this article. (Visitors: Please use DeepL Translator or install an add-on that suits your browser.)…

Etapes d'une vie Steps de eo Toute fleur se fane, toute jeunesse est vaincue Par la vieillesse ; ainsi chaque étape d’une vie Toute sagesse acquise comme toute vertu, S’épanouit en son temps et ne dure qu’un moment A chaque appel de la vie, Le cœur doit savoir dire adieu et tout recommencer Pour constituer des liens nouveaux, différents, S’y engager avec bravoure et sans re…

[EN] Dear members and friends of ipernity! 1) In order to make the payment procedure simpler, Rob has further revised and simplified the subscription page . 2) The new FAQ is now also available online in English, French, German, Italian, Spanish and Portuguese. The Dutch version is still under development. Use the Help & Contact link in the footer. 3) With the help of our IT service provider Qwellcode, we have succeeded in removing the dormant contents of long deleted accounts fr…

Have a great weekend everyone !!!!!!!!

Last week, we took some friends out to a new restaurant, and noticed that the waiter who took our order carried a spoon in his shirt pocket. It seemed a little strange. When the waiter brought our water and cutlery, I noticed he also had a spoon in his shirt pocket. Then I looked around and saw that all the staff had spoons in their pockets. When the waiter came back to serve our soup I asked, "Why the spoon?" "Well, "he explained, "the restaurant’s owners hired Andersen Consulting to reva…

this beautiful country and its people: www.youtube.com/watch

Devorando o negro asfalto num galopar sem freio, cento e tal cavalos rugiam levados por mãos de ferro e pés de veludo, Huelva, Sevilha, Granada, na urgência de chegar, uma certeza tinha se feito clara na minha mente: Rosita se fué. Guadix, saída, tortuosos quilómetros neste deserto montanhoso, enveredo por um caminho, mais uns quilómetros, arrumo o bólide numa gruta natural, montanha esburacada de refúgios trogloditas. Alforge ao ombro, quatro horas num percurso que os meus passos reco…