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Pegamequemegusta found this photograph in a phone box whilst looking for change a few years ago. Let us assure you it has no message on the back, no phone number or any such appeal. Intrigued, we took it back to our cave and studied it. At first we weren’t sure as to why it exerted such a hold on our attention, why it mesmerised us so. It’s just a man standing on the coast, near the casino in the centre of Mar del Plata. The picture is nice enough but spoiled somewhat by the intrusion of the ugly apartment blocks that blight that part of the city. However, we soon began, if not to explain the mystery itself, at least to understand that we were faced with a real riddle.
It’s a very sunny day. A perfect day in fact – there’s not even a whifter of a cloud in the sky! Delightful, azure, Virgin Mary blue, celestial god-loving and god-loved Argentine blue splashes itself across the sky of the kind He saw when He stepped back from His divine canvas and pronounced “It was good.” Continue reading
Another week of suspiciously insistent subpoenas forces him into a situation where he can either take on the barra brava of his own club and, by extension, the whole rotten edifice of collusion and cowardly appeasement not only tolerated but occasionally initiated by the clubs and, in turn, their political masters. It would have been nice for him to do so but hardly advisable. After all, this very episode shows that the justice system is hardly impartial in these matters. Continue reading
“Come at the king, you best not miss.” – Omar Two weeks ago pegamequemegusta shipped to peaceful gringo shores words on the topic of a particularly hate-filled week in Argieball. Chief in the colon-clogging digest was Riquelme’s disturbing tale about … Continue reading