Hi there,
it's time for me to speak a bit out of border.
Just because in here sometimes i feel as if i spoke greek. Well
Do u know u Che Guevara is? yes, the one of the t-shirts, yes "hasta la victoria siempre", oh yea the communism.
What else? If in this moment you re askin yourself "uhm, what else" means that this memory had been erased by a process of banalization (does it exist?).
Thats just to tell u that by this process i feel stolen of my words, since if i say protest, if i say rebel, if i say punk , if i say revolution, if i say MAFIA, it sounds like throwing a stone in the mud.
Here i ll try to exorcize the feeling of theatre of absurde in which i feel like livin, by explaining you the situation in this country.
Now call me desperate keyboard
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