Act One
The early release of the CST, the hurried walk, and the arrival of the Union Light and Power. The usual confusion, and fatigue for some time. The rumors by word of mouth, things that do not look good. People and more people. The uncertainty of not knowing what to do if "something happens." The bouncers do you rent? Pensioners threatened "? The police "excited? Smoking. Comer. Salivate. Go back and forth. Ask. Listen. Not wanting to know more. Look at the floor and the sky as if they would respond. Silence. Ask again. Change the subject childishly. Send a little message. Thinking. Wander. Suspect. Back to light another cigarette ...
Waiting in a state of absolute cruelty ...
Act Two
The queue to enter. The intention of organizing and clutter that seems imminent. Collective calm despite the individual anxieties. Nervousness. A police officer who enjoys the press. The time passes quickly now but one is out. Expectations. Hopelessness. Faith in probationary status. Inside the auditorium are many. We are about seven hundred. Curtain up. We remind the leadership of the union. Blah, blah, blah. Stand the voice. Reviews. Views. Differences. Some nonsense. Flies through the air a strange sensation. Something has to happen. Motions arise ...
The stomach is a knot ...
Act Three
Sweaty hands up. Silence. Saliva becomes thick. The heart beats because it reminds that still lives. Time freezes and everyone is watching. No question: hug goal. The applause are wings of freedom. Almost all phones have rejected the draft agreement. Men and women applauding earnestly. There is a crying for weeks that content can not be controlled. It is sublime. It's almost poetic. Is the fervor of exercising a right. The right to fair. Phone is the people united under a single Rosario no: "We want the draft agreement." Final
(plain) ...
The early release of the CST, the hurried walk, and the arrival of the Union Light and Power. The usual confusion, and fatigue for some time. The rumors by word of mouth, things that do not look good. People and more people. The uncertainty of not knowing what to do if "something happens." The bouncers do you rent? Pensioners threatened "? The police "excited? Smoking. Comer. Salivate. Go back and forth. Ask. Listen. Not wanting to know more. Look at the floor and the sky as if they would respond. Silence. Ask again. Change the subject childishly. Send a little message. Thinking. Wander. Suspect. Back to light another cigarette ...
Waiting in a state of absolute cruelty ...
Act Two
The queue to enter. The intention of organizing and clutter that seems imminent. Collective calm despite the individual anxieties. Nervousness. A police officer who enjoys the press. The time passes quickly now but one is out. Expectations. Hopelessness. Faith in probationary status. Inside the auditorium are many. We are about seven hundred. Curtain up. We remind the leadership of the union. Blah, blah, blah. Stand the voice. Reviews. Views. Differences. Some nonsense. Flies through the air a strange sensation. Something has to happen. Motions arise ...
The stomach is a knot ...
Act Three
Sweaty hands up. Silence. Saliva becomes thick. The heart beats because it reminds that still lives. Time freezes and everyone is watching. No question: hug goal. The applause are wings of freedom. Almost all phones have rejected the draft agreement. Men and women applauding earnestly. There is a crying for weeks that content can not be controlled. It is sublime. It's almost poetic. Is the fervor of exercising a right. The right to fair. Phone is the people united under a single Rosario no: "We want the draft agreement." Final
(plain) ...
95% rejection of pre-agreement in Rosario Telecom ----------------------- -------------------------------------------------- ---------
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