The thing about the World Cup is that its vibe is contagious, even for the sports pariahs. It’s like a breath of fresh air and a reason to smile despite everything that’s depressing for Venezuelans right now.
Chavismo once again manipulated the rules of fair and competitive elections. The runner-ups were the only ones surprised, everyone else prepares for what’s next.
I was on that highway, when all hell broke loose. I would've jumped in the Guaire, too, if I'd had the chance. I just couldn't get there.
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