When he pushed the door open two hours later, he walked inside with a strange sense of satisfaction, like a man who had finally “handled a problem.”

People imagine solitude as an empty house.

What happened next wiped every trace of laughter from the rooftop.

Zdá se to skoro jako nápad ze světa lehkého sci-fi, viď? Ale když se na to podíváš střízlivě, najednou se objeví tvary, které na první pohled nebyly vidět.

Le matin est gris.
When he pushed the door open two hours later, he walked inside with a strange sense of satisfaction, like a man who had finally “handled a problem.”
People imagine solitude as an empty house.