Plus de cliches! Plus de cliches! Plus de cliches! Et ba tenez, ce n'est pas la fin de la serie carte postale! En direct de la superbe universite de Debrecen, encore du jaune oui du jaune sur ces batiments. A croire que K.Marx a fini par casser ses omelettes cheries sur ce beau pays. A mediter...After the protest hereabove exposed, I answered to the demand for more soap-pictures (well I made it of course, there's so little demand in reality!), and so here you have your post-cards (share it with friends, send them for birthdays, whatever). Live and direct from the splender of Debrecen : the University, yellow as they like their buildings to be. I attempted a joke above so I will try the even riskier task translating it english-style : So there's this guy who loves omelette, he's called K.Marx (probably K for kenny, but that is a legend, so of course the level of truth you will find in this joke is proportionate to its origin), anyway mr K. (probably a key to understanding Kafka, another mysterie yet to solve), who talks a lot about them of course (well most people do tend to talk about what they like), and about the so-called "fall of the omelette" who is supposed to help understand the processes of history (don't see how really), and well you could think he let his eggs fall on this beautiful country (hungary of course... those of you who thought england should be ashamed).
Anyway a subject to think about... On your own, its probably the best, because I don't seem to be of great help here (cf lost in translation... intercultural differences).
Le bonhomme / the man qu'on voit /that we see en bonus / in bonus c'est un prof / its a teacher mais ce n'est pas / but it isn't un uniforme /a uniform pour eux/for them. Just style / csak stylus
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