continued employment of my high school. by children who s'incazzano style. smile to prof that does not even attempt to enter. smiling at Professor coming to show solidarity. serious smile because it's their time.
take fragments of destiny.
are happy to be tired from nights spent drawing gentle revolutions.
to cultivate remnants of this.
finally be read in the newspaper. albeit at the bottom.
occupy. and the school seems to be out, not gray.
boys are good to get angry. seen preying quintal of the future. before they have a couple of generations precarious. and behind a lot of deflated dreams.
but the old ones?
are good to get angry? to empathize with the kids? to prepare motions in a nice newspeak that says without saying. acting for inaction?
the school was born there. and perhaps I'll die.
and years and years and years I've seen things ...
I saw old sympathize with the boys who occupied against the old school.
I saw old sympathize with the boys who occupied against the old school just a little 'repainted.
I saw old solidarity with the boys who occupied against the reform of John.
I saw old sympathize with the boys who occupied against the reform of joy.
I saw old sympathize with the boys who occupied against the reform of Mariastella.
I sympathize with the old guys who take against ...
already: the boys are good to get angry, but we?
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