The problem with this part of the city is the slopes. You need to be familiar with them or you will always end up going up instead of down, or down instead of up. And it very annoying, of course, specially if you are completely wasted.
The guys didn’t complain at all, they followed me out of our building to the street while mumbling something about the decoration of the flat. I was actually concentrated on going down properly and getting quickly the main stream to Hedgehogs’ corner. First steps were always crucial: if one diverges just 5 meters to the left, one can end up climbing a crazy mountain instead of softly sliding down away, enjoying the gravity of your own weights. I told the brothers.
– Hear me out, please – they immediately stopped discussing what I assumed was the decoration they wanted for the flat – probably as you previously observed the space-time geometry locally has a “z” instability. You can deduce the consequences of it, if you didn’t experience before. If you’re so kind to follow me, we’re going to use the minimum energy path to go all the way down to Hedgehogs’ corner.
– Thanks for guiding us man. You know how difficult it is for newcomers to work out how to move here. – Paper man was definitely the leader of the couple. By the way, I need to remember to find the right moment to ask them for their names. Or did they already told me? – I really miss my handy. And the social networks. And the internet, all together.
– You don’t miss that. – I stop going down and turn back, to look into their eyes. – We were slaves, you know? We were working for the profit of an oligarchy that only wanted to show up to be adored, to be said how cool they were that they had 500 billions more than the other guy. That they had enough money to buy a school for this or that, an university, of for all that matters, a country. They were, all together, owning the fucking planet. – I take one of my precious cigarettes and I light it. – So yeah, don’t miss it. Here in the city we value you for what you’re able to do, not for what you own, or for who are you related with. You can get a reward corresponding to your abilities, not to the economy you happen to be embroiled in. – They now stare at me with a weird face. I give a puff and throw the smoke to them, despectively, forcing an answer.
– What the hell are you talking about? – Pasta Glasses is trying to be friendly and he looks genuinely shocked due to my little speech. – After the war, nobody was even able to say he was owning a fucking potato… because there were no potatoes! – Pasta Glasses was not angry, just obviously enjoying a lot lecturing me. – That was like a hundred years ago. – I throw my burning butt, maybe a little bit more violently that I should have. The war. When I left, there was no war. The menace was there, right, but nobody thought that as a real possibility. – I see. – Now Paper Man is back with the leading voice. – Sorry sensei, but you’re outdated. The System may not be the best form of government, but we were getting close to achieve something new. We were. Now we’re here. And with no easy way back, as far as I understood. So let’s assume it and be a part of it, be the best on it.
– A pragmatic approach. But it’s OK, provided you know where you stand.- I manage to add.- This way, please. – I point the on direction of the speed line to the Hedgehogs’. We walk in silence until reaching it. Then, to the left, until we’re in. The road looks curved around us, like a water channel or a half pipe. I start walking. The building move out of my sight at a constant speed that I estimate of around 30 Km/h while I’m just walking… so in a couple of minutes we’re there. Hedgehogs’ corner. I step out of the speed way, to reach the small square. – Now guys, time to test your mathematical abilities.