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>or show something. A signifier that is, behind which the signified was hidden or rather condensed within. And the signifier being more than just a simple word, but a narrative, a storytelling. Alongside her photographs, which by the way reassured him that not only she was not bad to look at, but actually a sight for sore eyes, it all told, without boasting though, the story of a self-made woman, who had toiled to get to where she did, and, yes, that meant a career and money, but mainly life knowledge, experience, wisdom and expertise. She didn’t owe a thing to anyone and was proud of that, and if everyone else was more like her we would all be living in a far better country, and she would

15 Wall-mounted newspapers used in China during the Cul-tural Revolution.

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+ J’ accuse, like Zola.

- Now, a sight for sore eyes and working for a multi-national corporation, neoliberalist, workaholic etc… something doesn’t sound right.

- Are you kidding me? I’m talking about her external appearance.

- So am I.

Simos Panopoulos - Look at that

broadcast it, together with her personal worldview, to the whole world. A worldview, which was innovative and unprecedented according to her, but consciously simple and straightforward, crafted through life, albe-it deep down pessimistic about human nature which, being full of greed and self-interest, gave birth to a society in its likeness and any attempts from one or the other to change it were not only doomed to fail, but did nothing but cause trouble as well. There were no more ideologies, Left and Right were but outdated concepts, the only true distinction anymore was be-tween visionary-modernizers and opportunist-dream-ers, and it was about time for realism and common sense to prevail, find the solution in the self-evident, blah, blah, blah.

The bad thing was that, just like Lola in their one and only conversation, her wall expressed, projected, sec-onded and fostered, with adequate subjectivity and malice, opinions of a complete opposite camp to Ba-bis ’, or, rather, of a camp that Babis stood right in front of. A camp which ferociously flighted the one whose, although he wasn’t even a sympathizer, he was not exactly ready to buy whatever nonsense the first was claiming about it, and in which, as a result