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Dear respected colleagues.
Let me, after all the stories heard in the past few days
tell you a story that I've put together myself.
There once lived a man whose name was Slovenia.
He had five brothers and 2 sisters.
He felt that his family is holding him back
so he decided to go on his own independent path.
Brothers and sisters were resentful,
but he managed to fight out his own freedom.
It took him a few days to get it
but he succeeded and he was happy.
But at the time he was not aware that he had made a big mistake.
At the first moments of his freedom he failed to break all his former connections with his past.
And this past has tormented him every day and every year of his life.
Due to this mistake, he was getting poorer and poorer.
Everyone from his past demanded something from him and his wealth started to deplete.
He became dependent from various uncles and aunts.
who were unknowingly exhausting him.
He was turning in to a beggar.
Dependant on others. He was also a prisoner of his own dreams.
He went broke although he dreamt of Switzerland.
He dreamed about a rich train towards France and Germany,
but he woke up on a boat towards Greece.
Nobody lend him not even one Euro.
He received a dollar for a brief time
but it depleted.
All his wealth was worth only 1/10 of what it was a few years ago.
Before he docked in Greece
he was greeted with the last winds of reason which tried to change his coarse.
But his uncles and aunts tried to block them.
And tried to sent him towards a reef.
He would give everything to save himself.
Will he be saved by foreigners, who are sometimes inhospitable?
His dark conscience spoke to him:
"Recapitalize yourself!"
"How?" He wondered. "I have nothing and nobody even notices me?!"
He saw only two possibilities:
Long and worthless solution with capital increase.
Or the other path - he'd throw the rotten and wet sail away
and turn the course towards the healthy and protective main sale.
Thank you for this fairytale, I don't know, tragedy, fairytale... whatever it is. By the way
Slovenia is a female, not male.
I don't know how you managed to declare it as a man.
But Okay, I guess according to You, Slovenia is a male.
Slovenia, the land of wasted, robbed, and desperate people.
Land of legally binded mayors and representative.
Untouchable criminal godfathers and steady local sheriffs.
"Who on earth can touch us?" Land where criminal investigation
interrupts a parliamentary debate.