Life goes on as usual in the old neighbourhood where all the neighbours knew each other. Life in the neighbourhood was very quiet. The open window let the cheerful sound of the strings of an old guitar be heard. The sound came from the first floor, our friendly singer was preparing for a talent contest organised by a TV programme. In addition, there was a concert taking place all over the country. The neighbour on the second floor decided to go out and was carrying a piece of paper, where she had written down everything she had to bring. She was dressed very simply and wore only a medal around her neck as a decoration. She did not have a good day, as when she went to pay at the supermarket, they told her that the bill was not enough and she had to go back with the shopping trolley completely empty. On the way to her street it started to rain. She had neither an umbrella nor a raincoat and the amount of water increased with each step she walked. On the way back she lied to her husb...
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