See you in the next round
Since this is a war on consciousness, we don’t really know whether we’ve won. The fact that we’re willing again and again to make a truce doesn’t mean they’ve won, or that we’ve won.
Ode to the poet: “We have a hot summer. Fall will soon follow. The rain will wash away the dust left by the tanks. The fields will turn green, and the south will be awash in red – in the positive sense of the word – in anemones, flowers and stability, which will be here for many years to come.”
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