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As if the election of any charlatan could be said to be wanted "by everyone."
As if in politics there were anyone who could speak for me.
Only I can speak for me.
My mother cannot do it, nor my sister, my grandfather, or my son, and no one—no one, no other person but me.
And when I hear that someone has the violent arrogance to declare themselves called to speak in my name, (if not in the name of God, as the Pope does) I feel an ancient stench rising up from the past. cit. GC.O. il carnevale dei morti - gianCarlo Onorato
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Giancarlo OnoratoSangue bianco
Album - 25 july 2011

Onorato is a dweller of open spaces, a Rilkean angel located in the intangible regions between the visible and invisible. bartleby58