Ma che bravi we, us candidates. But how many things we know, but as things we are committed, how many things we do.
Browse the pages of newspapers, I look at the websites: one will say, we candidates, a hundred or promise. Everything and more. There was one who says "I'll try to do." The use of tenses but leaves no doubt: I will. I will make you happier, that you will work more and earn more, you pay less taxes but you also have more services, that if you are older you'll feel young, if you're young you'll quickly become mature. Via
waiting lists in hospitals, via layoffs: which candidates seem most of the Wizards. Of course you
voters to believe and votarci, you must be right of stunned. But how do you believe quiesta valaga of crap, this exhibition of the insult to the intelligence of pronmessa vain, intellectual obscenity? Why the truth, dear voters and expensive electrical advisers is that we Canidate in the end, if elected contiamoe and accounts for only one thing: commitment. I will commit, if I ever elected to try to bring to the Council, and dream of dreams, in passing, a few of my proposal. Or yours. Will it succeed? Who knows. More no than yes, perhaps.
I'm going out with my little campaign, hoping that enough of you to have confidence in what I am, what I have shown, things I believe in and against whom, this is not a promise but a solemn oath, and certainly will not go. For the rest, dear voters, the undersigned promises not only to promise anything. In the pied pipers of the world I feel out of place. It 's why I threw myself headlong into the agriculture policies that do not like: Do you ever see something that you are unable to change.
Good campaign, friends, and promises good to all.
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