… [Y] a Manolo Muñoz le gustan los huevos “dedos en dos”.

… and, Elise Jordania, fuck the sources, fuck’Em#, fundamentally. And here is why Faissal, because of an academician who used to moonlight as a pundit and who thought that he could turn lecture halls in Salamanca into a[n] utopian cult for the Erasmus Traveling crowd, so long as these travelers belonged to La France Insoumise or, to the HispaniaTV affiliate, morena-francia… in Iran.

The problem with housed clochards with RSA and a Christmas bonus is that they are bothered by the people on the streets but not the street life, much like the middle class “they think that they have it made”, until France Travail steps in and they find out that that place, where Évry body knows your name, is no longer there… in its place is a fucking wanna-be gallery or a “cultural” museum.

For context, much like Donald John Trump in them United States, in América, Pablo Iglesias wanted to CONTROL the dialog from within l’academia, whereas mr. Slim above (not below) in fact took the lecture, along with the students to the streets like French marauders entre les SDF, and that’s bad ass… not just for the block party but because of the gentrification that follows.

CHEERS! A place where Évry body knows ‘yer name.

With all do dew respect, in case La Fabriqué de la Solidarité s’enoje, dice Delgado:

Many of those who came to live in the Raval, attracted by this seedy image, have ended up hanging banners on their balconies that say, “We want a decent neighborhood.” As if the neighborhood wasn’t decent before them…

Dignité is… anyone? La dignité es, quelqu’un?…

En fin Faissal, to zoom in on the macro of professor Delgado (in Spain) fascists like the Secretary of State (in them United States) use the military like French-Mexicans (franchutes by any other name) use culture and, like Pat “patrouille” Benatar (that bitch!!!) uses love, –as a weapon.