The Extreme Pope follows:

Rayuela 🇦🇷 by any other 🇵🇪 wey… con la Mala en el Zimmermann.

 

Mr. K meets Hotel California, which as EYE promised Ewe ol’Yesterday turned out to be CALAMARO.

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Infra•Mundi image of Donald W.C. Trump donning Peter’s ROBE.

I break the first commandment and swear that Mr. K is the ultimate Living Thing on another Tequila Sunrise and a bag of weed. TROU-story.

 

Vargas Llosa walks into A circle ⭕ in France, hilarity ensues when La Mala y Maradona dance tango en Lima, Perú.

‘Cause youse ol’Greenberg

Souvenez-vous : quand Biarritz recevait le G7 il y a 5 ans… in 2019… also Five years 🧑‍🎤 ago—gol. 

Five years on the Double… 11 come the month of August.

Meanwhile, new waves are rising near or about Espelette, the last time that waves rode on that Scene, Peter Baker of the New York Times was about to meet Mí, right beneath the Catacombs on Line 6 and the Coq sucker was supposed to turn our lonely  regards to Brian Williams, but Peter Baker (that motherfucker) went skateboarding instead.