Opus Dei, opus nous, opus öüï-ï life goes on

Don’t touch them ashes, youse gonna kneed’Em# for Wednesday in Mars, and if you love Argentinian telenovelas you’re gonna love La Nueva España. By Eugene Robinson.

Amarillo by Morning… Service Una Vaila en Notimex.

Trust Mí, that nigger’s BEEN to La Argentina, Gene ran the local Presse Shop Pibes at The Rex,  cheap copy of El Paso, Texas, Central Theater 🎭 and it is here where mi padrino don Germán Genaro Cipriano Teodoro Gómez Valdés y Castillo picks up miss Farrington. It’s her last ride but before Pato‘s cocodrilo cruises withTongolele to the other side of the tracks the two embark on a trip to “the smallest city-then” to ever host a World’s Fair and the first, David Frost might have added, the first to have the distinction to be attended by the Soviet Union. The year is 1974 and a year has passed since Tin Tan kicked the bucket.

In Santiago, at the time of Tin Tan’s passing, so did democracy in Chile.

America : a complete unknown
80 years of Bob Dylan’s fireside radio show and the collapse of post-WWII Ronald Reagan Military-Industrial style democracy.

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