The spot you do not expect for the upcoming celebration of the coming March 17 so Lampedusa: Free.
celebrate the spirit of Italy, then, so ingrained in us that is revealed to us, sparingly, only when you see the enemy. "Foreigner shall not pass", ale.
every day I am heartened that he could not get that feeling of ownership of land and that insatiable need to produce and reach that make us so much Italian. Do do do, then you have to have, so take care of defense. Beatify, finally: San Enzo Ferrari , Blessed Diego Della Valle , His Highest mysterious beauty Made In Italy. Raising the Game, unstoppable, and realize that it is still not enough. Then the dark, crisis, and then nigger nigger nigger, Southerner Southerner Southerner, thief, thief, thief, ugly ugly ugly.
The Italians: the dish bitter curve of turnover, the cul de sac of the economic boom.
Maybe one day we will have infinitely far widespread awareness of how anachronistic nationalism and criminals (who would not rhyme with patriotism in a country where culture counts for something more than a fuck) and chauvinism, of how empty and useless tautology dialectics sleeves of us vs. their ; to what the divisions are hateful and petty, as functional control. But luckily that day is still far away, as I said earlier, so I can continue to drool anger that is in this as the spot of Lampedusa: Free.
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