We sit at the outside tables of a closed bar to rest for a while and a car with a loudspeaker passes a few meters from us: it advertises the assembly of a party at a local cultural association. An old man with a cane and a white beard, who seems to come out of nowhere, giggles slowly and tells us in Spanish: «Eh, politics, politics is an ugly beast. Shitty breed politicians. Everyone proposes and then almost everyone only does their own interests and living behind the common people. Where is that beautiful policy of the past?! What I did with my companions?». We smile at him and, as he walks away, in unison we say: «Eh, yes». Then I add: «Maybe it's really true.» «Italians? Are you Italian?!» he asks in our language and stops. I nod yes.
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