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| An indifferent voice behind you says... Your agony is aesthetically displeasing to me! |
 Therefore, you will not experience any hell other than the one in which we grew up. You understand this world too well, and for you, it is the perfect dystopia. With all its lies, corruption, and the silenced or muzzled voices of those who tried to tell what they saw and understood... You have understood it too. And it is best to keep quiet, it will be cheaper, and besides, there is always something lacking here – money, air, understanding, freedom... Or rather, it never existed. You are a representative of lost generations, fallen into the gap between two eras. There is no way out, there will be no mercy; this concrete mixer called the "21st century" will sweep away everything in its path, chew it up, grind it, and spit out the dry residue, and you will have to exist in this form for the rest of your life. No matter how you twist and turn, no matter how hard you try, the voice crying out in the wilderness is not heard even five steps away; it drowns, it breaks against the universal conspiracy of silence. Because silence is golden. Who knows what will happen next? You probably know, because you are also a part of everything that is happening, even if sometimes you want to rise above it, or at least just stand aside. One who walks in the crowd and dares to stop and think will be trampled. But still – you have a chance. You know the rules of the game, you know some bribes and many bribe-takers. Maybe you are capable of changing something, at least trying... The only question is – do you want to? |
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