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section7mfuNapoleon Solo sighed in frustration as he read his newspaper. From the other side of the diner table, where he was eating breakfast, Illya asked what was wrong.
“There’s a story about the local mayor,” Solo told him. “He’s been caught using campaign funds to bankroll a secluded villa, a luxury yacht, and a mistress.
Illya didn’t reply. It seemed to him that most people in power, no matter their allegiances, were only there for what they could personally get.
“The desire to be a politician should bar you for life from ever becoming one*.”
Napoleon reluctantly nodded in agreement.
*Borrowed from the Big Yin, Billy Connolly.
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“There’s a story about the local mayor,” Solo told him. “He’s been caught using campaign funds to bankroll a secluded villa, a luxury yacht, and a mistress.
Illya didn’t reply. It seemed to him that most people in power, no matter their allegiances, were only there for what they could personally get.
“The desire to be a politician should bar you for life from ever becoming one*.”
Napoleon reluctantly nodded in agreement.
*Borrowed from the Big Yin, Billy Connolly.
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