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ejaculating out of despair. no wonder my loads have been so underwhelming

A metal utility pole with a tall sticker on it that has a portrait of Mahmoud Khalil in the foreground and in the background the repeated phrase "Free Mahmoud Khalil."

Spotted at Columbia

Extremely long tweet by Colombian president Gutavo Petro, auto-translated from Spanish. Continued in next post. Trump, I don't really like traveling to the US, it's a bit boring, but I confess that there are some worthy things, I like going to the black neighborhoods of Washington, there I saw an entire fight in the US capital between blacks and Latinos with barricades, which seemed like bullshit to me, because they should unite. I confess that I like Walt Whitman and Paul Simon and Noam Chomsky and Miller. I confess that Sacco and Vanzetti, who have my blood, in the history of the US, are memorable and I follow them. They were murdered by labor leaders with the electric chair, the fascists who are inside the US as well as inside my country. I don't like your oil, Trump, you are going to end the human species because of greed. Maybe one day, over a shot of whiskey, which I accept, despite my gastritis, we can talk frankly about this, but it's difficult because you consider me an inferior race and I am not, nor is any Colombian. So if you know someone who is stubborn, that's me, period. You can, with your economic strength and your arrogance, try to carry out a coup d'état as they did with Allende. But I will die in my law, 1 resisted torture and I resist you. I do not want slavers next to Colombia, we already had many and we freed ourselves. What I want next to Colombia are lovers of freedom. If you cannot accompany me, I will go elsewhere. Colombia is the heart of the world and you did not understand it, this is the land of the yellow butterflies, of the beauty of Remedios, but also of the colonels Aureliano Buendía, of whom I am one, perhaps the last. You will kill me, but I will survive in my town which is before yours, in the Americas. We are peoples of the winds, the mountains, the Caribbean Sea and of freedom. You do not like our freedom, okay. I do not shake hands with white slavers. I shake the

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