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Voting (elections is something else) in Castilla y León, a land of pensioners with political capital in Pucela because in Burgos, which was his thing, there was a chump chief who rejected him, successor to that bishop Platero who, fearing the sinful industry of the car drove away the DKW in Vitoria. In Burgos today is Michu, Haaland's idol.
Cortés's men who landed in Cozumel were greeted by the locals with shouts of "Castilan, Castilan" (the Lion ate him), by some Castilians, dropped from another expedition, Aguilar and Guerrero, who lived with them. Castile was so great that he made Spain. But to the ortegada «Castilla did
to Spain and undid it” Sánchez-Albornoz had to respond happily (to the applause of Unamuno): “Castilla made Spain and Spain undid Castile”. There we are.
In the distribution of the Spanish tunic, and with the pretext, said by the thugs, that it was not 'another Prussia', 78 deprived Castile of Cantabria, its sea, and of La Rioja, cradle of Castilian, then Spanish.
-The sobriety of Castile -wrote Ruano- is the agony of those who sense the sea and know it far away. For this solemn hell of the race, for those scorched lands and that impassive cycle...
Castilian impassiveness! That "you, first of all, don't mean yourself" from the grandmother to the fifth who went to the military. Lampedusa: "They have come to teach us good manners, but they will fail, because we are gods... Any interference from outsiders, whether by origin or by freedom of ideas, is an attack on the dream of perfection in which they are submerged, a threatens against the satisfied calm with which they await nothingness…, convinced of having an imperial past that guarantees them the right to a wholero lavish”.
Voting (elections is something else) in Castilla (and León), where the little ones (little ones, not little ones, said my grandmother, who spoke a Castilian from Bernal) who vote, vote for Vox.
