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Savana. The morning sun was high, the scorching sun. One lizard was buried in the sand, while next to him fast two leather sandals by production. Their owner, a little boy covered in sweat and supported with fear, he ran like a gazelle to unclear objectives in the desert. Adrenalin made him go, to run, but the legs are kneeling and stumbled toward the hot sand. There was a sharp sound, the human ear is almost unknown, and he fell. His eyes weary sun is slowly closed. One shoe was burning in the sun - the other was not.
In the city not far away, a burly man walked polyester rope wearily steps towards the exit of the gray building. I just got fired, and the only thing he thought they were cherries. Thus, blood red, so sour as life. He thought it was all for him was over. While he tied a rope to the blue ceiling beam, heard a scream, followed by a familiar voice: "Do not do that, you bastard! Mihailo!" He cast a cold glance out the window, stuck his head through the noose and stepped. His little blue little woman ran to and cut the rope. She was still breathing when he was taken to the hospital.
While waiting for the decision of the doctor, Michael wondered why life is not as yellow as the sun. Why is it so damn red as cherries, and blood? Why does it have to be bitter? Is it his fault? Is he right the wrong choices and thereby putting himself and others at the brink of disaster?
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