(postmodernist dialogue about birth, about hamster and about elections)

Brad, throw it in, it just can’t be.

I’ve seen so much in my life that I can even believe it.

WOUL: Because you are writing fiction and you think: "To add a flying toilet to the text? Oh well shit. What’s the point?" You get up from behind the compass, you approach the window... And behind the glass the "Fayans throne" flies.