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Any resemblance to actual persons is accidental…

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Farting wearily on the leather chair of the dark office (the beans were uncooked and “heavy”), Philip Marlow left some smoke through his yellowness teeth, which kept tight the edge of a cheap cigar.

With a desperate attempt, he finally managed to find the exact point of his back, that tortured him and left a tiny smile to escape from his weary eyes.

It was 4 am and nothing could fill the minutes that were passing slowly, steadily, persistently dull.

There was this Judy, he promised her to pass, but nothing could make him get up from the office that once had meet such glory.

A few blocks down town, Judy was well aware that she will not meet him today, perhaps for a long time yet. All these thoughts were in her mind, as she was trying to arrange the twins living in her bra. Okay, she had gained a few pounds but her tits grew disproportionately and now they suffocated into their narrow nest.

In the darkened office the smile from Philip’s eyes, does not meant to disappear. Only a few more farts were leaving from his troubled intestine. He remembered 30 years ago, one Sunday morning in church, his shining hair and polished shoes, and her, Judy, in her severe dress to be so beautiful, so beautiful … He was 15, and she was round 12 and the sun mixed with the scents of the church. Nevertheless, he affected with devoutness that he was attending the orders of an ex- Muslim from Christodoulos, who had come to their village for the “great” event.

Now, 30 years later, what remained of all that? The village depopulated, he and in short time also Judy, came to Athens to become one with the crowd, to find a way, a purpose.
Nothing was left neither resembles it, only Christodoulos doesn’t mean to stop travel around the tiny country as a character in old Fellini’s movies … (hey Zampanooo…).

Okay, he initially met success, worked with KGB and CIA at the same time, with goods and bads, with uglys and handsomes, under light and darkness, until slowly but steadily decadence occured.

You see, Cold War ended, not a new dictatorship came, nothing … As for Judy, after a short period of time, she stuck into the red lights, which consumed her years, her severe dress and the natural red colour of her smooth chicks. Now that she grew up, (she is 42) she began to give up. With the few money she managed to collect, she is trying to built the future. Philip is now 45 and had a good overture from the company “Karakitsos S”, he will not have to do many things in practice, only to offer his once reputable name to the company and both, him and the company will gain a lot…

P.S Judy, Christodoulos, Philip and Karakitsos are unfortunately real persons …