given the atmosphere and tension (and his outrage at the burritos),
the tall
blond man grabs a hammer and tosses a sickle to his
compañera (which is
spanish for "girl who lays down for all the noble comrades") and screams,
"let's take it to the street!" the revolution has began...
the mob marches through the exchange district, beating fascist natives
accused of being "lazy" and targetting businesses that belong to the
establishment: the cinemateque is flooded, as is arbiter ring press and g-7
welcoming committee. they move to main street... all good comrades know
that"red means go," but unfortunately, no one told the motorists this.
three comrades are struck down by automobiles while crossing the road, among
them, a short, fat, bald queertorian. five comrades carry his body along,
not for burial, but because when they get hungry, they will eat it. the
crowd, having grown considerably heads north to city hall. when they get
there, they will do the only thing that will bring revolutionary change:
vote.
yours,
james borsa
spanish for "girl who lays down for all the noble comrades") and screams,
"let's take it to the street!" the revolution has began...
the mob marches through the exchange district, beating fascist natives
accused of being "lazy" and targetting businesses that belong to the
establishment: the cinemateque is flooded, as is arbiter ring press and g-7
welcoming committee. they move to main street... all good comrades know
that"red means go," but unfortunately, no one told the motorists this.
three comrades are struck down by automobiles while crossing the road, among
them, a short, fat, bald queertorian. five comrades carry his body along,
not for burial, but because when they get hungry, they will eat it. the
crowd, having grown considerably heads north to city hall. when they get
there, they will do the only thing that will bring revolutionary change:
vote.
yours,
james borsa
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