A: Last time we spoke you mentioned something about a peculiar smell… do you remember?
B: Yes… Rotten… like boiled ham, very tangible, the first time…
A: Obnoxious?
B: You get used to it…a kind of personal growth, I guess.
A: How many boys were there when you started out?
B: 13 I think...
A: And now?
B: We’re four, in fact we’re five… but the last one doesn’t count.
A: Could you picture yourself in about ten years from now?
A: It might be difficult to visualise such a distant scenario… but if we reduce it into… let’s say, five years?
B: (sigh)
A: A career, maybe?
B: A career…
A: Lets break it here.
A: Before we stop… is there something you would like to say… just in general?
B: Everything has already been said.
A: Nothing you want to entrust me with… only for me?
B: Nothing…no…
A: You’re really sure?
A: Ok, we’ll stop.
B: (moaning)
A: Hello, hello. Can you hear me?
A: How does it feel? Ok.
A: Could you try to look over there... No, to the right… a little more. Thanks.
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