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its about poor people who interpret satisfaction according to their ideas |
| satisfaction two untouchables were talking, sitting behind the mud walls of their home about many things, many moments, memories and dreams. their chimney is cold like weather of december and they are talking with burning abdomen first one asked:what are your dreams? answer:nothing but only satisfaction. second one:and your dreams? first one:same but how will you get that? this night,i'll steal neighbour's bike,have some red water,roasted chicken and red sex. but what you will do? this evening,i'll beg some coins and have bread |