No doubt some other meaningful use of your last diversity-training seminar, or some other feature of behavior on the way to phase IV societal collapse. Golfis Yiannis stands on the dock of the Athenian port of Piraeus, unflinching among the dust clouds stirred by the thundering lorries and clattering forklift trucks unloading the vast container ships.
Yeah, yeah, We’ve heard it all before Spankidoplos. What you have to do is pull the neck of your bouzouki out of your ass and get a job there, instead of trying to unionize the unemployed.
"That's Europe's new China Town over there," he says, pointing to the pier adjacent to where he is standing. "The only thing that is certain is that we've sold our soul to the Chinese."
It brings to mind the Village People, does it not?
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