- published: 24 Apr 2015
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Pirque is a commune of Chile in Cordillera Province, Santiago Metropolitan Region; it is located 2.8 kilometers SE of Puente Alto and 21.3 kilometers SSE of the center of Santiago. It is situated in a mountain chain.
According to the 2002 census of the National Statistics Institute, Pirque spans an area of 445.3 km2 (172 sq mi) and has 16,565 inhabitants (8,384 men and 8,181 women). Of these, 9,651 (58.3%) lived in urban areas and 6,914 (41.7%) in rural areas. The population grew by 45.7% (5,197 persons) between the 1992 and 2002 censuses.
As a commune, Pirque is a third-level administrative division of Chile administered by a municipal council, headed by an alcalde who is directly elected every four years.
Within the electoral divisions of Chile, Pirque is represented in the Chamber of Deputies by Mr. Osvaldo Andrade (PS) and Mr. Leopoldo Pérez (RN) as part of the 29th electoral district, (together with Puente Alto, San José de Maipo and La Pintana). The commune is represented in the Senate by Soledad Alvear Valenzuela (PDC) and Ena Von Baer (UDI) as part of the 8th senatorial constituency (Santiago-East).
Throw me hard so I hit the concrete,
Scream words that you never did mean.
Even I can't stand this evidence,
It's clear, so clear.
Ringing in my ears won't stop,
And you've been smiling all along
(Burnt out!)
(Words are weakening)
She's in it for the nicotine, boys.
More poise than perfect,
Not worth saving, only leaving.
Break me up so my heart is shattered,
Three words that you never did mean.
Even I can't stand this evidence,
It's clear, so clear.
Ringing in my ears won't stop,
And you've been laughing all along.
(Burnt out!)
(Words are weakening)
She's in it for the nicotine, boys.
More poise than perfect,
Not worth saving, only leaving.
I can sit in this room and breathe abused,
I can do without the warmth from you.
But your knifelike smile needs a victim,
Worth your while.
(Words are weakening)
She's in it for the nicotine, boys.
More poise than perfect,
Not worth saving, only leaving.
(A lonely victim)
I can do what stab wounds never do,
I can peal the skin back just for you, beautiful you.