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In 1997, rain fell on the Library of knighthood which mostly went to decorate officials, intellectuals and young people still in service.
Who owns a recognized school is almost always more than eager to show off, in any light. While looking like a gentleman, not afraid to go out in the unreal world of public administration, riding a broomstick, or even if it lacks the broom, just spanking the buttocks, as did children up to fifty years ago when they pretended to spur with a whip riding imaginary horses in fantasy.
Faced with this horse full of flakes but little heroic, as re-establish the true values, if not contrasting it with patience, hard work and spirit of sacrifice that are the traditional skills of the infantry? In Library
still working some simple people, industrious and worthy of affection. Their common trait is a willingness of a gentle mood and, at least at work, a constant serenity.
A long time ago, between the knight who repress the malice of the wicked and the limits of justice (as recommended by an inscription on the facade of a medieval church), and the soldier was passing through the same huge difference between a rose and a daisy.
The rose also shines on its own beauty and its fragrance can nearly fill an entire garden. Daisies, however, it takes thousands to illuminate a field.
Today it's quite the opposite: the knights-officers not only save more justice, but they even write their own self-praise, that the Director-sovereign simply subscribe.
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