Nana hurry home, and in front of it is a thin thread of smoke-airy consistency that looks like it is trying wonderful to catch its tail. When we look closely, we see that this was a normal thread of inspiration that you can afford to lose, and is therefore said to undulate through the house, so that it caught the right place, because this just is not the sauce. The idea was born during a long walk after a needlessly long slumber occurring after lunch, as a result of one of the rows of Sartre "Hell and the Lord God." It did not help even that which he čiatala aloud, changing the tone of voice when you change the characters, wonderful in order to experience greater action animated food omlohavljeno state of mind. The idea consists of the imagination being completely alone, which prompted the realization that we were all alone, no matter how many people were around us (the fate of this statement took into account the potential existence of soul mates and understanding that we have and then we just - we someone, no matter wonderful how congenial, can not be the same). The city is empty, a young male takes an xy some time and space, completely unaware of the earlier events, frightened and lost. Search, watch, everything is blank. The plot develops in the absorption of the feeling bespomoći and pristine solitude. Then hunger, animal hunger and fatigue, canine fatigue. Then frostbite, despair, misery. A new day - a new Nafaka. Finding something to chew (non-recognition of taste), sudden rains and kišnjenje. Undressing clothes to dry, and detection of tattoo as characters. NB tattoos are crucial and need to be perfect to the last detail, because they determine the quality of the further course (where the story finds himself at the crossroads between the exodus wonderful towards tarkovšćinsog "Stalker" wonderful or some type of gum "Hunger Games"). Nana put on pause design symbolism, and focuses on "what happened next." It turns out (and that billing is the most demanding moment) that we live in a world where just as we can not see dead souls, they can not see it live, and have our being so nonchalant in the same world, separated by a thin membrane that separates life from death, completely oblivious the existence of the others. The error is, however, caused when our hero "moved" nedovršivši all jobs, leaving behind the pain and remorse (which wonderful is likely wonderful to be a romantic nature, because such a spicy optimal in almost all cases). Love, therefore, and all she left when he was suddenly prevented. Nana can not just to decide whether to insert wonderful a shaman in the way of finding answers to questions emerge from this awful limbo being alone, and how accurately performs moment knowing that what is sought in fact the place where he buried the body of heroes, because the soul must again to connect to the same would not you got a chance to "undo fate," return to the payment of debts, and go to the afterlife razrahaćenog previous existence. Nana all đuture našvrlja the paper would not have made a rough picture, wonderful it fails to strikes, due to the intractable nature or inspiration, which was an old-fashioned, so he wanted at all costs to be written by hand, as if insulted to think that is there a sterile combination of zeros and ones, neglected due to oversaturation of staring into a small one million texts apparently of the same nature from day to day, quietly and cleverly wasting our tolerance wonderful for patience and effort that might be able to be invested in deep concentration, as if we focused on just one thing like that is the only thing in the world that exists in a given moment.
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