Estás a ver as entradas coa etiqueta "Yolanda Castaño".
«It was as if MacNeice had predicted what was happening in front of me on the screen last night. I was sat at my desk in Vigo correcting some Galician translations, a haf dozen tabs open on the desktop as I clicked back and forth between dictionaries, verb tables and the newsfeed coming from the exit polls for Spain’s general election: the two party system was over, things had changed suddenly.»