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«– the police know about you,» is the first thing that the salesman says as soon as he sees at the entrance to edem moonjo. he, as always, remains calm on his face, but a smile breaks through. «– you need to lay low until everything dies down.»
« – why are you doing this?» - the dentist takes out a cigarette from the pack, lighting it. it's frosty outside, blue smoke will beautifully blow away in thick smoke in the wind.
« – doing what?»
« – you warn me,» moonjo says in a monotone, shaking off the ashes. «– we broke up a long time ago, but you still worry about me.»
the salesman purses his lips, turning away before leaving.
«– just be careful.»
in the back he hears a scream that belongs to the moonjo.
«– certainly, honey!»