Tuesday, March 13, 2018

Diversity stories from Rome Italy

Once upon a time there was the hiding land.
The nude statues, of course, but it is not just a casual event.
So, no one will be entitled to buckle their chest, filling it with false pride to seize yet another opportunity to reject the usual patriotic refrain.
The blanket of fools alarms and anachronistic follies is wide.
Too wide.
Otherwise, we would not talk about the hiding land, but the land that once hid, but then it understood.
Fortunately for all, the land understood and it went on, inside present, even before future.
The hiding land works with daily obstinacy.

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