![]() There’s a dampness to him, a zigzag to his movements. His lips glisten with saliva they’re the lips of a fish, or a toad. Señor Urami talks, recites, as though he were revealing a series of indisputable truths to a large audience. But now he knows his father had been right. Everything’s going to hell.” He’d looked at his father almost with pity because he’d thought he was just an old man rambling on. And here, there’s still room here, but we’re running out of water, food, air. Look at what’s happening in China, they’ve already started killing themselves because there are so many people, there’s no room for them all. You’ll see, Son, it’s either going to be blown to bits or all of us are going to die from some plague. ![]() The person who said that the world was going to explode was his father: “The planet is going to burst at any minute. He remembers the riots in countries like China, where people killed each other as a result of overcrowding, though none of the media outlets reported the news from that angle. For as long as he can recall, there’s been talk of the scarcity of resources. He thinks it was all staged to reduce overpopulation. The most eminent zoologist, whose articles claimed the virus was a lie, had an opportune accident. ![]() But those who have done so publicly have been silenced. ![]() ![]() He believes in a theory that some people have tried to talk about. In the mirror, he sees there are bags under his eyes. He gets out of the shower and barely dries himself off. ![]()
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