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Sunday, September 1, 2013

Bankan Tire


Below there's the post signaled as THE WEST BANK.
Here it's being made. The left, the south & the west all in all. More than a week to pat echoes, words, sounds & images from where I stand : south of the channel, the English one bien-sûr.

So the west, the left & the south, etc. Let's not say that I dislike soccer; it's just TV & the telly's guys dead or alive. When I'll go to swim I waterpolo sometimes, letting iode off my nostrils plunging my brains in a love lace of effervescence.
It's fundamental. Not the french selling frigates to Taiwan. But it's still make a do twenty years past. Short Random Memory abunds here & there even if it isn't the last Daft Punk clearance. Still the least others from Versailles issued such more than a decent one after Wolfgang Amadeus... Was the guy portuguese indeed?..
Now with no Rosa Luxembourg left, Barosso almost done, we's still have Europe and the french, their banks and their cheese & their ways, plus their smile sometimes.
So let's make it worse madame monsieur ! Gender for ignorants & bores for the press & nest for vultures !.. Informative appendix out of the blue or I tell you 'bouts of the corrupt material down here.
The supply of hand-ready-made infos don't outcast the serene mishapes of officials. Guardians to the bank sea's solace row of prejudice. To name one in the lot the LCL, former Credit Lyonnais involved in a public scandal in the nineties. There's plenty others you would thwart now. Time hit the clock more than once; Dingos had been fishing monkey before global warning had stopped us & them to speak German instead of Russian correctly.
The case with gov or anti-gov people is that I'm writing it. Paris ain't really texan those days & there ain't no Walls you cannot pee on; it's labelled L.O.V.E but I ain't rally Robert Mitchum with an "L" falange..  Here's a big deal!

Do you want to be australian? I wanna be austrian, not asturian in Montpellier, Hérault or Jamaica, but vacationing from Maine where I would elicit residence all times.
So... scribbling with words in the valley, would it be so different? Yah.. climate changes & perhaps the french accent in Phoenix is worth enough to temper foxy Europeans subordinated to their transatlantic counterparts (No.. really?..).
It's californian skin treatment for new-aged mummies. "Bourgeois..!" as the song flow in. It's AC versus RD without DC.

When they hack your phone do I blame Bin laden or Europol? The Osama license is uprouted CGHQ said. but fracking with guys of manicured ministers serve science to advance legal progress of humankind. No duck no muck! Fracking in, mule in air. No criminal, nor less journalist than a native of Brittany was adjacent to Gaule before the Romans red (h)air still turn(ed) gray under nuclear makeshift & low protein consumption. You have medication I have drugs. We're a bite of shareholders but I'm no consumer while you're such a marathon man off Iron. you're stealin' the poles. We've some of the best machines. Not much to add.The beast of animals with a legendary merk for hits.
Kidults: the DCRI outspoken out in the country or the RFA's fare memoir to celebrate (?...) War's heads & satellites can't help but droning. What else Georges! Pampers, layers... Spank Irish while it shan't be gaelic wonder unnerved in your abacus.

Let me cry out the sound of music. My son by the sea will launch a new guild of knowledge's genetical patented artist: the Ghost Fazer.
When the MADE IN CHINA will evenly brighten stark phosporescent chicken in their sow's sneer.
Blame (H)art for good : these movies from Scotland landed in the french capital for the summer. Cinemas all over here it's beautiful.
And there are retirees lead that don't cope with sponsored government's digging.
Wanna get drowned or drawn? Wanna get done? Service's not included for the baby moaners generation; it's mony wise.
Where IT police derails behind their own self & sense of identity. It's a value's split unforced for sketchy silent scopes of disaster.
Know where to be. Know who you are. Know where I head.

Berlin won, Paris fails, Madrid's the tense of times. Rome's androgynous beauty prevails. Europe not really dies, just ages. America suboperate the flows Russia don't see when Asia's embrace hold out as an Africa not to meet no ends. "Killing An Arab" for the future future of whales & eels. Still wiring it? I tap my water ol' lame cunt! I lurk, skwash. There's brillance in the air. A reality check. Au revoir.