People spoke. A bunch of years passed. And then there was somebody who
In one particular place, there was light, probably in a window. And
approximately at that time, several people were killed in traffic
- That's the silliest thing I've ever heard, said a character with a
beard in a store. Then, things turned out like they always do. The sky
was blue, then for some time it was practically black.
On the roads, cars speeded away from clouds of dust, as if they were
dangerous. Slowly, actually very very slowly, the statues got
verdigrised, and little by little, people obtained glasses, one by one.
Suddenly, there was somebody who got angry, a woman this time, which
probably was only fair.
Imagine how much time that had passed. And most of them did have clothes
on, some had earrings, although somebody had lost one, since one lay
there, glittering in the gutter. Yet, leather was a material in rather
frequent use. Such a bloody huge amount of numbers, after all.
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