Society under siege but I do not see armies deployed outside the walls. In a world where you can see everything about everyone, the war is non-visible. The force is non-visible. A lot of dust under the carpet. You know it's there. The shoes on the Persian design. The noisy vacuum cleaner in the corner in the closet. Who lives in peace pours the tea and eats cookies, assorted ones, for the guests. There, no one is knocking so strong. No one is hungry, and if there is, you do not hear. If really is, looks deformed through the peephole.
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