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    In the exhibitionist, superficial era of social media, awash in self-destructive intoxication that has been designated as permanent, the average person might pick up a stone ax again, like some neo-nomadic Neanderthal ancestor, if he could assert his selfish and stubborn rights, even against others. Balgán can still believe that he can reach the stars easily and efficiently. Lemosta believed the romantic feeling of All-Loves to be immortal, but the long-lasting manipulations often set up a prison trap for him.

    He came face to face with the comfort of fake, false promises, but he never got what he really deserved, what he honestly wanted. A greedy, visceral desire now oozes from his insatiable loneliness; To run in, to be a Winner at any age, or to be a Winner in one way or another, even with his bargaining formulas at any price, if that's all it depends on. Now, not only I-Time is becoming more and more popular not only among celebrities, but the Hangman's rope is also boasting more and more victoriously, because it has something to grind into the milk, where a million and a victim, a distorted wreck appear on daily levels.

    All those who bargained with the Present became hijacked lousy humans, and the same game rules were intended for the Future. Even the cursed deeds were reduced to a daily burden, because the Absence measured everything and everyone according to its own law, even by the kilo or by the meat. The flowerpots of broken mirrors could rarely preserve the frankly vulnerable facial features left over from childhood, which had to be remembered. Because now every Human being, like a lonely island in the Whole, is also disappointed and crushed by self-reliance...

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