Piso o 50 euros, gente o buitres, Sol o sombra
Pocas cosas como la vida, esa que de repente en tu mejor momento se gira y golpea de verdad (golpea tu dinero, golpea tu salud, golpea a tus hijos) para que todo pase a un segundo plano: ya uno no es al que votan, sino el que vota
While the Minister of Housing, Feijóo, was on the phone, she took the device to her ear for a couple of minutes. Sometimes, when I find someone's conversation unbearable, I pick up the phone and pretend the person on the other end is someone extremely interesting. I might even throw in a loose English word. Rodríguez, to be fair to Feijóo, was delivering a relevant speech when he decided to sprinkle some populism: "gente o buitres," he said.
I can't help but feel a twinge of sadness for the negative connotation of the word "buitre." The Buitre is part of my childhood; hearing it brings a smile to my eyes. Cádiz, Querétaro, Hugo, Míchel, Santiago Bernabéu. The only redeeming quality of those cutting remarks, so prevalent in these times, "gente o buitres," was Rafael Hernando's face.
He would constantly adjust his glasses, folding them, I think, to fit in his jacket pocket, where they stuck out like a silk handkerchief.
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