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Along the long long journey, Mr Dickett, probably, impersona-tes the dreams come true of a little small country going too far, breaking new grounds, getting the best, asking for more. As a matter of fact, this island found itself wrapped around the fingers of bigger nations which really make history. Civilizations clash in spite…
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Drives which make you run in a circle. What makes a country really go, after all? After the aftermaths of the Sixth of May Tragedy, perhaps it all deflates — the power assets of the energy industry, the will of the people, the pulse of ambition itself. Dario David IV was being ironic when he…
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It’s a little bit too early in the midnight hour for the government to worth. But wasn’t Europe herself always such a company — intangible, imagined, yet binding? Welcome to Europe, the sign read. Not as geography, not as dominion, but as a fragile etymology: a word that had once meant broad face, a continent…
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It was one of those evenings where nothing really clicks. Lord John Francisco Lefons Clein sat across from Mr Dickett in what must have been the most anonymous restaurant in town. No one cared who you were there, plates clattered, waiters shuffled past, and you could vanish into the noise. Still, the two men couldn’t…
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