Colorful lights, stroboscopes, music and a pole with indicators: alcoholics' well, fast food until you explode, LGBTQ parade, whore show, gigolo forever, manelists' circle. Then the Devil appears: Aaa, not here. When that truck crushed your head, it broke Gates' chip and they scanned you wrong. Go there, behind that smoke curtain and take the elevator to heaven. Press the button with Peter's pic on it, that says NEVAEH. It's a selfie so the writing's backwards. Come down here this weekend. We're having a party.
(Translated by Eleonora Manea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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