Avere vent’anni: BRUJERIA – Raza Odiada
“They keep coming: savage brown-skinned poors. Across the custom checkpoints in San Diego between rack of cars on our freeways. They hang their laundry out of window, they do jobs white people are too cool to do themselves. I don’t care if it starts a race war, I don’t care if it brings every picked out of the class and
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