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2018: Slogans From A Beautiful May In Paris

En Marche - towards a strike!
The best weapon: The paving stone (written on the walls of a weapons company)
Happy Parcoursup! And may the odds be ever in your favour!
Same Macron, Same Fight!
May 68? We Want 1871!
Sans-Culottes under the K-Ways
Comrades, let's unite! Slaughter capital, general strike!
In the university as in the ZAD, the police murder and mutilate
Cops= rapists, murders, and some, I assume, are good people
No police, no law, let's open the university to the precarious!
CRS=IDF
70 years of massacre- solidarity with Palestine
No left, no right, maybe nitroglycerine
Parasites no longer pay the ISF
Finance kills.
Tax evasion, Panama Papers, LuxLeaks, Clearstream: Obedience breaks the law, too
Fry by fry, nugget by nugget, we'll take our money back from McDonalds and Macron
Actually, the banks are yours. take them.
We Want the ZAD-up Nation!
Macronistan, Or France?
Quit Work.
Hug all ZADists
Spread caramels, bonbons, and ZADs all over
More kissing, less CRS. Love and ZAD go together
Who will live in the ZAD now? Everyone.
Homophobes are poison, let us be the antidote
The fight against fascism does not stop at the ballot box
Being open minded means being open to squatters
Together, we are invincible
We spread faster than your tear gas
Walls give better updates than Facebook
They burn our futures to make profit
It is only when capitalism lives that the water, the air, and the earth die
Ideas are improving around here
Against the modern individual
Don't become a teargas pellet
Nothing is finished, everything starts

Thanks to larueourien1, cortegedetete, les paves, and most of all the Tarnac Nine.
“Communism is the material process that aims to render sensible and intelligible the materiality of the things that are said to be spiritual. To the point that we’re able to read in the book of our own body all that humans did and were, under the sovereignty of time—and to decipher the traces of humanity’s passage upon an Earth that will preserve no trace.” (Franco Fortini)