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Other life, beside this one, that we call

worldly or realistic, let's be honest,

doesn't exist.

Don't forget that it was given only

once, no matter how it is.

Yes, so what? What do you mean by that?

Nothing, nothing... Just, release

yourself from those morbid thoughts.

I know that loosing your wife

was painful,

but drowning in that pain...

Is there sense in that?

And... Why that specific literature?

Or this... 'Are the body and soul two

different worlds?'

Why don't you start doing some

work mister Lucio?

Not important what kind. Get back to

your books. Of course, not this type.

Why? Do you have evidence that will

disprove everything written here?

That will prove that all of this is nonsense.

Just guessing of human limited mind.

Human mind is not limited mister Lucio.

At least, not like you'd wanted.

According to your books, mind dies

with the body.

That same mind that can think unthinkable,

that can comprehend incomprehensible,

and can give birth to that general

comprehensive thought.

That same mind, according to you, in one

moment, gets down with everything else.

On one simple bunch of human flesh.

That rots.

That's enough for you doctor?

That finding is satisfactory to you?

Get busy with some work mister Lucio.

Only work can save a man.

That's all I can say to you as a doctor.

If you need me, you know where to find me.

Goodbye mister Lucio.

- Goodbye doctor.

Thank you.

You're surprised. Didn't we say goodbye?

This hat is bothering me.

I'm hugging you easier without it.

- Jelena...

That's because I'm tired. I'm reading

until it's late.

You forgot that I don't like that.

My pale, tired cheek. You had doubts,

you thought I won't come.

Come...

We haven't walked for a long time.

Lucio, look how pretty is this flower.

That's my flower.

Don't lose it. Yellow is my color.

Careful, you'll crush it.

You see it's fine.

I stained your shirt.

How? With what?

- I got pricked.

It will be fine. It's just drop of blood.

It got away. Did you saw it?

- Who? - Pheasant.

It's been ten days since they are

roaming here.

So neighbour, when are we going to hunt?

Sorry, I don't have the time.

- I didn't mean right now.

There's more days than pheasants.

Phantasm...

That was just a phantasm...

Mister Lucio is here to see you.

Where is he?

- In the anteroom.

Now when I'm working huh?

- He's waiting.

Show him in.

Come in, don't be scared. Those are

only stuffed birds.

You have no idea how good

they sell in the city.

Well... What brings you here neighbour?

Sit down please, sit down.

- Mister Jagi...

I wanted to ask you something.

Yes?

- But please, think good before you answer.

It's about something that is

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