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When a madman can not be understood by others crazy, it just remains a misunderstood crazy. When a postal employee fails because of enormous amounts of alcohol that is consumed the night before, he became a journalist and in the worst case – a writer. When a man’s lungs do not do any work, and liver, he just will not left with nothing but to use your brain and imagination. Complete physical destruction. No spirit, no body, the soul is mortal shade of our bleak existence. Life should be killed slowly, consciously, every day, every minute, seedy dirty bottle of Scotch. Fate must be simulated gambling – methodically and purposefully to the moment like Orwell exclaim: 2 +2 = 5.
