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gross invasion (3 / 5)

Brute raid (3 / 5)

Here I am. The super center. It stirs. Couples and groups are active everywhere. It looks like a huge parade. Part of the crowd stagnates, especially in front Fnac . The appointment there seem to be given. Jactent girls, they cry hard, they eat ice cream and pizza cheap. They drink Coca with straws, milk shakes too. Guys joke, they laugh to insult, is recoiffent, compare their T-shirt. On the phone, they are seeking. Incidentally, I hear: Where are you? They often say. They turn around, they seem to like it. Then they will join other , always in a pack.

I doubt they have . I try anyway. Fnac . I up by the escalator and then I sneak. My shoulders affect others, I'm in a hurry. On pads, children and adults read comics. I can not find the right radius. I get angry just before going to see the seller, sitting behind his desk. Whore. tail! I wait quietly but on the left is trying to overtake me. I advance. The employee asks:

- is who?

The old woman said:

- I think it's mine.

I let him go. Slut . I wait another five minutes until my turn comes, then I set my query. The seller does not know and makes me repeat:

- Who?

Again, I spell. The uncultivated . No trace of the author.

- Oh well ... thank you, goodbye .

was predictable.

I am, I have a little . I'm going down to dvd. There are promos, great discounts. Boxes and lots of two of the Warner Bros , especially American movies . I watch the news but not much interests me. I want to go. It should be a place to elbow. I speak:

- Sorry ... sorry !

We do not answer. The arm of a plump girl, the guy in jersey of the OM feel perspiration. They do not move. I force the passage and then I pass the series. Cops, doctors, lawyers, thugs, even American. I fly, I am not a follower. Behind the radius, there are fewer people. I scratch in the documentary. It tells the history, drama and epics. The dead and old characters are on the boxes. I want to buy one. I reasoned. It's hot, I have a headache and I breath.

In the crowd, even more, moves to the bins discs. On a display, the latest disc Cali, EMI France sells for 14 euros. Gros con . Groups of teens gather around. Further, young people in suits to dig radius rap and hip-hop. They speak strong. The vigil was prostrate in a corner and watched. I saw two pretty girls. A little space there The people are older. I stop in front of the terminal that offers free. A compilation of classical music. I put the helmet, I die, I listen.

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fundamental thinking of a civilization of merchants

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Now we see form, from different sides, the civilization of a company whose business is the soul as well as personal emulation was the soul of civilization in ancient Greek warfare, victory and he right in Roman Whoever engages in any commercial means without producing evaluate, assess d after the consumer need and not according to his need staff with him the question question is to know "what people and how people consume it? He therefore uses therefore instinctively and ever, this type of assessment at all, so as to productions of the arts and sciences, thinkers, scientists, artists, and statesmen, peoples, parties and even entire epochs : he inquires about everything that is created, supply and demand in order to determine for itself the value of a thing. This, as a principle of an entire civilization, studied since the unlimited to the most subtle and imposed any kind of desire and knowledge, will be proud of you, men of the next century [...]

Friedrich Nietzsche . Aurora, thoughts on moral prejudices No. 175.

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gross invasion (2 / 5) in the wind

Brute Incursion (2 / 5)

I see instead of the Post . to the trees, parents monitor their children who are agitated and turned around on an old carousel. The horses are worn. I smile a mother, she ignores me. I continue.

I need cigarettes. Shit, I have not quite . There no distributors here. Later I saw a Caisse d'Epargne. I withdrew. It does not work. I start again. It's long. A robot must check if I have enough . It's good, I hurry to arrange my ticket, you never know. I resume the march, still faster.

In Pmu , it also sells cigarettes. There are many people in this place. Young, old, men only. They each have a paper in hand and excited before the race. I do not understand everything, there speak several languages. I buy a pack of Marlboro . I'm off.

Here's one. Fifty meter there is a first bookstore. I pass a bus stop. A large sign indicates that the Ricoré friend is our best friend in the morning . I continue. I think I'm . The street is crowded. Sometimes becomes difficult to cross. Shit! Not him? If ... I met this look familiar. Too late. He said:

- So?

So I told him the lives of others. For ten minutes he asks me. Then he goes in the opposite direction, bags Lafayette and Go Sport in hand. it is painful.

I go get my book, I go upstairs. It's very hot up there. I inquire. The girl cheat on her computer, she is pretty but does not smile. She said:

- No, I do not .

I clamp my lips and my answer

- Oh well ... thank you, goodbye.

I return among the people.