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A red tongue protrudes from the mouth. The receptors slowly turn green and become covered with a film.
One oxygen… I only need one molecule, otherwise… Two hydrogen, one oxygen…
The black nose takes several convulsive breaths, the eyes widen.
Otherwise I won’t find a direction.
Bounce!
In agony, I hide my head in the sand so as not to feel pain.
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– Where did you write this? – the boy slapped me on the shoulder and straightened his smile. I hesitated, but still turning around, noticing a good bar, I decided not to give myself away. – I AM?
After standing in thought, the guy took out a small book. Turning one page after another, he began to read aloud. – And who are you actually? “The devil,” the guy slammed the book shut with a bang. – And what are you looking for here?
The guy stared at the book again. – It says here…
You never know what is written there. But come to an unfamiliar city, put on a tie, and in this form go out into the street. This is too much! – Are you listening to me?