Happy Life
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How wonderfully *empty* and tasteless – a more than suitable dwelling for a bug trying to compensate for the horror of existence with weak attempts to imitate the powerful, without realizing that their existence is essentially no better or more complete than its own.
- Your residence has fully met all my expectations, and even exceeded them, your Excellency, - the Lady responds to Osvaldo's boasting with a smile as light as a sea breeze and a polite half-bow. - Some people are completely devoid of taste, in their ignorance neglecting style, and indulging in garish, absurd, soulless gypsy kitsch, however, a practical businessman always has an idea of how to maintain a balance.
Turning his gaze to the old man:
- And I am no less pleased, monsieur. Speaking of balance, it turns out that texture and real life can only be seen in the company of people who have made themselves, in contrast to thousands of gnats whose faces are not even registered, - a sideways head tilt scans all the newcomers. - And wouldn't such an event not arouse curiosity and a desire to get to know those present? Behind every worthy person lies their own story and subtext, leaving which untold would be a loss for humanity, wouldn't it.
- Your residence has fully met all my expectations, and even exceeded them, your Excellency, - the Lady responds to Osvaldo's boasting with a smile as light as a sea breeze and a polite half-bow. - Some people are completely devoid of taste, in their ignorance neglecting style, and indulging in garish, absurd, soulless gypsy kitsch, however, a practical businessman always has an idea of how to maintain a balance.
Turning his gaze to the old man:
- And I am no less pleased, monsieur. Speaking of balance, it turns out that texture and real life can only be seen in the company of people who have made themselves, in contrast to thousands of gnats whose faces are not even registered, - a sideways head tilt scans all the newcomers. - And wouldn't such an event not arouse curiosity and a desire to get to know those present? Behind every worthy person lies their own story and subtext, leaving which untold would be a loss for humanity, wouldn't it.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
