On his return from the quarry he sat in front of the screen. And he is still there. He has not even tasted his daily ration of bologna explains the old woman looking to the doctor through the flimsy slice still intact.
The old man seems catatonic.
He cracked up. The diagnosis may seem not very scientific, but it allows me not to provide you complicated explanations that you, a social outcast because of your birthing within the middle class, deprived of the privilege of higher education, would not understand.
Does treatment cost a lot of money? The woman, resigned, walks to the drawer which keeps the little money saved from the collapse of the banks. She knows for them life always comes at a price.
A kidney. Literally, these days the hospitals are short of bodies.
Unaware of his destiny, the old man dreams a paradise in which there are still retirement pension, public health and education, in which ration cards are unknown… Suddenly the lottery’s bald man, not dressed but half naked, become an Amazonian shaman adorned with colourful feathers, leaves the TV screen. "Luck does not exist: the world is in your hands," he says. Then, performing a liberating initiation ritual, he blows magic dust in the old man’s face. The uncommon antidote burns. But it also opens the old man’s eyes, awakening him from his usual lethargy.
"Since then thousands of pilgrims have visited every year this humble apartment. According to historians epidemic that caused the change started right here. That was just the beginning. Sick people, before meek puppets, became fierce warriors. And the infection, now of opposite sign, unstoppably spread through neighbourhoods, cities, countries ..." explains impassionedly the guide.
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