<%
'ADV_ORGANIZER 1.0 | formato, categoria, base, altezza, unico, disposizione, voto, dove, numero,tipo,refresh,output
response.write(organize_adv(0,categoria,300,250,,,8,,1,0,1,))
%>
<%
'ADV_ORGANIZER 1.0 | formato, categoria, base, altezza, unico, disposizione, voto, dove, numero,tipo,refresh,output
response.write(organize_adv(0,categoria,300,250,,,8,,1,0,1,))
%>
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<%
'ADV_ORGANIZER 2.1 | formato, categoria, base, altezza, unico, disposizione, voto, dove, numero, tipo, refresh, output, IdUtente, TipoAdsense, skin
Response.Write(organize_adv(0, categoria, 120, 600, , , 9, , 1, 0, 0, , , 1, 2 ))
%>
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