Spasiteľ z Dolných Honov

I will not leave this country. They meet and wait. Long, long, all eternity. They are waiting and waiting. The actor is aggressive, the politician deceives, the psychiatrist spases and the pensioner would like to give it to everyone. Best directly with the Savior. For the Savior is not the Creator and she is already behind the zenith. Like our local savior. It is just so local. From the housing estate. From a strange place, a small town, which is a bit of a village. From a country that walks joyfully backwards. And we are waiting. Actually, we do not even know whether we are waiting for the Savior, the Messiah, the leader or just the postman. Does this all make sense? Who is the victim and who even bigger? Will we eventually be satisfied? Or will we just laugh? Bizarre comedy from our city in a ridiculous world.

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