Of priests and books. I heard among the scavenger news on TV some aberrations practiced by members of the religious caste.
And everything takes on an air somewhere between dadaist and grotesque. It turns out that a parish priest from Don Benito and the boyfriend with whom he lived at the headquarters were dedicated to trafficking Viagra and other aphrodisiac substances. They also inform us that a priest has been arrested for stealing an invalid's wheelchair. Oh, how some servants of God are doing! And that's enough for TV. I start reading a book, that ancient and continuous pleasure that most of today's children apparently disdain. They do not know what they lose.