With their souls of patent leather, they come down the road. Hunched and nocturnal, where they breathe they impose, silence of dark rubber, and fear of fine sand. – Federico Garcia Lorca
You feel sometimes when you hear analysts and knowledgeable people talking about Iran that they fear so much about the survival of the regime, because deep down its not a legitimate regime, it doesnt represent the will of the people, its kind of morphed into kind of a military theocracy. – Hillary Clinton
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