Edi Rama uron Behgjet Pacolli for birthday: “Marec

Behgjet Pacolli today celebrates the 69th birthday, for which he is congratulated by Albanian Prime Minister Edi Rama.

Rama has congratulated Pacolli with many words.

From Rama's numerous sentences on Pacolli's birthday, he also wrote that the “Marec's Little Luli became Mabetex's great boss, thanks to a dream power, a courage to dare a flying ability, making Bexhet Pacolli a unique success phenomenon of its kind in the Albanian world. The sky is the limit, the sky is the limit, it would be the surest definition of his life, which would also save anyone who would try to frame history, whether from the impossible obligation to grasp it altogether or from the inability not to miss the reading of this character as literal and literal, as air and Romanic”.

The complete blessing of Eddie Rama:

BEWS PACOLLI makes a total of 69 years of living in a continuous flight today, since he was given wings and was cut off from the “pista” of the court of his poor home, in the village of Marec, to continue flying through an increasingly strange co-ordination map... from the lugano of rich Swiss bank secretmen, in the Moscow of rich power customers coming out of the tark's mouth over the Soviet parliament; here from the Jels office in the Slososholic office to sign in Pristina's firm, as long as the time for the town's residence of the town of the town of the town of the town's mightyurkailini, when the town used by the town's most of the town in the town in Paris, the town in Paris, St.

Marec's Vocrerr flower became Mabetex's great boss, thanks to a dream power, a courage to dare to fly, making Bexhet Pacoll a unique success phenomenon of its kind in the Albanian world. The sky is the limit, the sky is the limit, it would be the surest definition of his life, which would also save anyone who would try to frame history, whether from the impossible obligation to grasp it entirely or from the inability not to miss the reading of this character as literal, as air and romance.

What a story of his flight from the arms of death to the icy morgue, where he was taken as a lifeless body after the terrible accident or his fall peaks in awe - inspiring love with Anna and being in flight from her! What a story of his climbing into the presidency of the Republic of Kosovo and falling from that top in the blink of an eye! What a recursive story of him in the abandoned Marec, all of them, to build big houses for the entire brotherhood and to move his company to Kazakhstan to build a capital from scratch!

I don't know what I would have thought about Bejet if I hadn't had the chance to recognize him, but I certainly would've made a mistake, as I've seen, as I've seen, that he's a rich guy like some other guy who can easily lock himself in the clique of political businessman. No shit!

Bejet Pacolli is a very special man and all that has happened to him, despite his wealth, are like his impressive house in Hyvali, with the beautiful dead mother's shrine next to the residence he himself is missing, Bexhet, the son of the spooks is at home but elsewhere, in an ongoing flight. For neither his most loyal mirror nor his greatest worth is what he has nor what he does, but he himself is, as a man whose heart I commend to live as long as possible, to himself, to family, to wonderful children, and to everyone whose destiny is to know it as it is, and not to seek to correct it.