Monday, 28 May 2012

On a busy street there is a present on the floor. People rush by it, children stare at it and beggars fight for it. The most agressive beggar gets hold of the present and he opens it. Looking in, he begins to laugh almost maniacally. The others gather around him, curious about its content, pushing and shuffling, the present is torn to a million pieces. Each holding a piece yet no one is pleased. The beggar who first looked in confesses: the present is empty.

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