He's hated bullying and injustice since he was a little kid. So it became his life's obsession for which he's worked non-stop: a device for instant justice. Miniaturized and implanted in the deep of the eye, it was enough for him to frown, and the wrongdoer turned into a smoothly floating cloud. Someone who spit on the street: poof, a cloud. A shoplifter: poof, a cloud. Parents who hit their child: poof, a pair of clouds. The streets have been cleared up well. Until one day, when he was shaving and, accidentally, cut himself. Ouch. Poof. A cloud.
(Translated by Alexandr Cotar / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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