Winter has come without snow ;the government sold it to make money for the elections. The winter holidays are coming willy- nilly and my hopes are sliding/falling down; Iam afraid of not losing the carols , Santa, the fir-tree,Christmas, the New Year, and all the good ancient traditions. They are hungry for money , I hope they will not sell everything. This year the fir tree is missing; how could anyone sing Oh, Christmas tree when you've got no tree? It's shit, imagine you go in Pițărăi in bath suit in midjuly;but the show must go on so let's thank God for everything we've got, for everybody we miss and hope that all will be better in a future life.
(from the cycle Thoughts inspired by the extra holiday offered by the Romanian government)
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