globalization

there is a bench in the middle (or maybe at the left) of a class that it is inside of an university -of one of the many universities of a huge city- where a girl wrote an "exotic name" (not a local one, not even a national one).

that name remains there in that bench probably for ever at least that she decides to delete it someday or that one of her trostkist mates sticks any stuff about the eternal revolution over it.

an exotic name in the middle of an academic situation*

*coolisimo

**the entire world is inside a pocket