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People have gathered around the dinner tables in groups of two, three or four, hash words spread from one to the other when the thin man with the thick eyeglasses and the gigantic moustache entered and slowly walked to his table on the side of the space, always sitting facing the hallway never facing the view out of the window which he put behind him, there was no need to look for things outside, his search was always internal, deep into his viscera, into the deep bottom of his soul, where he searched for his light, to take up to the surface to flood his dark visions and abominable pneumatic dissertations with lustrous sparkles this man’s daily battle with himself on the way to the upper stratum of human endurance and exuberance; people gazed at him, as he selected his light food from the buffet, cooks knew how injured his stomach was from the daily sleeping pills, without which he couldn’t rest his eyes or brain from his endless and continuous fight against darkness