PROCLAMATION BY THE

RED PONTIFF OF CLIMAX

TO THE NATION

(The proclamation is to be posted on the subway, on city trains, in the stations, on trains, at bus stops, on the buses, in the important art galleries, on pop paintings, on the phosphorescent posters of conceptual art, and generally, in
any other key location, including public toilets, stadiums, and beach resorts).

Friends and brothers (companions, countrymen, amigos), the Capital is not Toyland.
Here the concrete has a soul, and a soul is more binding than concrete.
It is useless to explain to you that this sentence has no meaning.
But just because it has no meaning I tell you: to show you how loyal
your Pontiff is, and how simply he faces the complexities of life in the Capital.


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