THE SONIC SILLY GAME
by Gabriel Colombo
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| Photo by Gabriel Colombo |
Attention.
The fire at
the sea remains unchecked after three hours of action by the firefighters. The
fire started with an explosion of still unknown causes, but the police
suspected a bomb. So far he and she, the most important ones, have been found, the
ones who long ago banned the remote control, barely noticing their televisions.
Will they build
another place?
Two sound systems, or Discman,
were charged with two batteries of 3 volts each. Full volume:120 decibels
reacting to 40 degrees centigrade and high humidity. It would never be sold.
Black clothes. Suck my
soul like a vampire. You innocent demon. Amorous depraved child. The culprit
must be found. Notify the Captaincy.
− It was dark.
− Did she see badly?
− They took it away.
But they forgot their feathers. She had a little party and left.
Some people used a
wheel to play.
− I blame the fugacity of things.
− Yes. Things look like they are made of ether.
− But some seem to be made of glitter.
− Ah, those who shine are deceiving us.
− Appeal, that's the name of the game ... I always heard that.
− True.
And it took us a long time to understand the nature of the scheme.
− Not to
mention those who disappear without warning us that they would travel.
− Do you think that,
if they had not thought it through, it would have been better?
− To notice if anyone saw
us dying of boredom?
− In few words, a
video game.
And I would not let those thorny differences get in the way.
And so I did.
GABRIEL COLOMBO
