“Give in? Not even when — at the end of the road — without any way out for salvation,
I find myself up against the wall of death…”
Severino Di Giovanni.
We claim responsibility for the arson of an ATM of the Banco Union in the (smoky) area of Miraflores, by means of the placement of an incendiary device plus two liters of gasoline, which left the room unusable, and the placement of an explosive/incendiary device in the Central Office of Penitentiary Regime (prison guards) made of 3 butane/propane gas canisters plus a liter of gasoline, producing a fire and damages in the front of the institution.
We understand that in this war, active and combative memory is a core part in the attack and in the strengthening of our ideas.
Thousands of days have passed during which the compañero Mauricio Morales has not accompanied us “physically” in the struggle. Thousands of days by the count of a time that usually goes at the rhythm of capital. But, in the war that we wage there has not been a moment in which in each laugh or tear, in each action, the living memory of Mauri is not present. More so now in this night of action, the noctilucae* shine with more passion and destructive potential accompanied by the spirit and incandescent conviction of the warriors who day by day accompany our steps.
On this morning not only our hands “gave fuse” to the vindictive fire. Thousands of hands accompanied this act, the anarchist compañerxs Zoe, Lambros Foundas, Alexandros Grigoropoulos, Mauri and anonymous thousands who in this territory and in other parts of the world stood up and never knelt in the confrontation with authority until the final breath.
Honor to the comrade Mauricio Morales Duarte.
Some Wayward Noctilucae.
Informal Anarchist Federation / International Revolutionary Front