<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Lifestyle on Iporã Brito Possantti</title><link>https://www.possantti.net/categories/lifestyle/</link><description>Recent content in Lifestyle on Iporã Brito Possantti</description><generator>Hugo -- gohugo.io</generator><language>en-gb</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 20 May 2025 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.possantti.net/categories/lifestyle/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Zenith</title><link>https://www.possantti.net/blog/zenith/</link><pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2025 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.possantti.net/blog/zenith/</guid><description>&lt;h2 id="id-rather-hunt-mammoths"&gt;I&amp;rsquo;d rather hunt mammoths&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If a genie in a lamp offered me a single wish, I would seriously consider transporting myself to the Neolithic. To practice hunting and gathering. To live in communion with a small tribe. Building temples for the gods in the spring, hunting mammoths in the summer, migrating to the forests in the winter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In that era, the chance of dying torn apart by a saber-toothed tiger would be much higher. But at least it would be a life with a deeply human plot. And the fatal agony would last only a few minutes.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>