Walking up the rue de la Roquette of the Bastille to the Bataclan, I was distracted with nonsense. After seven, the night begins to fall and then, with bulbs, one distinguishes what is happening inside the bars and windows. On a glass door, a notice. White hair and dark complexion of a former male model. Under the photo: "Satya Oblet creates a foundation to fight poverty ." Four words caused a storm in my brain.
However, I quite like that handsome man, born in Pondicherry, more intelligent and sensitive than most. I even invited one of my Olympias in 2001MLXC dismantle the systems that proliferate vultures for shareholders to accumulate only passion I ever be able to spend in your life. Vote against those who, in exchange for some crumbs of honor and corvettes for the ego satisfaction of a miserable, close their eyes on fortunes made at the expense of those who have nothing.
Cacemos wealth to prevent the poor definitely mate.
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