In the night of 30th November at 8pm, as the neighbourhood of Sant Andreu (Barcelona) was in the middle of a celebration and patrols were going around, a cash machine of Deutsche Bank was happily burning.
A piece of writing, ‘prisoners of war’.
An individual action.
Coherent consequence of my anarchist orientation.
Let the flames lighten up my comrades’ nights, even if only with a simple smile.
To the prisoners of war in the Spanish peninsula. Onwards, comrades!
To the Italians persecuted in the operations panico and scripta manent.
To Paska, a comrade on hunger strike since 5th November. Strength to you, comrade!
To Anahi, in coma following an attack in Argentina. Resist, comrade!
To Hugo and Marcos, rebels and avengers. Onwards!
To Juan Aliste. Irreducible!
To the Greek and Chilean warriors.
To Lisa, I’m waiting for you with a complicit smile.
To all the coherent and consequent individuals. Let’s continue the struggle!
To the compas in Madrid.
Let M.I.L. cash machines burn!
(via Round Robin, translated from Italian by Act For Freedom Now!)
