Vlora: Berisha in the sea
Pages 2, 9 Only 4,000 creditors receive the money of Populli and Xhaferri Milošević is wanted, Berisha is not yet “Never”, that word in English, which means “never”, said with a strange and soft kind of tone. It was the answer, in his eyes, to President Berisha, asked on “BBS” when he thinks he will exchange power. “Never,” he shouted, drawn out in his empty mouth as if he were a heartless sick man with nerves; he seemed not to be laughing but crying, as if he had been maimed. “Never” is before the cause, while the accusations of the opposition. It was among his state circles that much of the promise would be brought to bear. Yet legally, so as not to be stuck with his opponents, he sacrificed the head “Never” in small measure and revalued it, speaking again to Albanians about the current fact that the strong Albanian’s name is currently with a diabolical victorious stance. In his next speech and the dimagjics that happened in this compromise.
More truthfully, Dervishi, or “Mister Never”, took on his shoulders the full weight of all the ca[?]s that were being legalized in the meanwhile as the event unfolded and were legalized. His major action would have its effect, really, last year on 26 May; there was hardly any speech on the Tribune, and a hail of ovations and cheers of “Arrivederci Sai”, as well as the welcome of the banner where hands and ar[?] with the inscription “Never”, publicly explained the false mishmash. Whenever the name of his living political opponent was mentioned, the emotion of the lines of people at the shafts was also mentioned, of the hundreds of thousands of Albanians with whom he would take “Never” home. “Berisha! Berisha!”
Listening to “Never”, in which his young one’s crying made the others useless, who often muttered in the dark in order to block the uncle that was being done with him, his hope and support in agony. The symptoms reached a degree showing that Berisha might leave; that night the president with the words “all” and not “Never”! Berisha’s public statement and at the beginning Dervishi’s eye of the population from which he called himself premature. Here it seems that it has remained and still stands among us.
Yesterday in Vlora