Viva la Revolution

I'm sitting at a balcony overlooking the grand plaza, deep in the heart of South America. A bright eyed young man with a European accent is vigorously describing the evils of capitalism to a giggling doe-eyed lass. "Please", I thought to myself, "Let him quote Marx!"

And he did. To top it off, he then filled his new found lady friend's alchoholic beverage. For some reason, his glass was barely touched.

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