Data Tutashkhia

[Tutashkhia]

Seclusion

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Meeting with an old man

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A tall man with a felt cloak enters the room where the fire was already firing. A healthy man with a white beard is already sitting and waiting for Data. They greet each other, Data takes off his coat, lights up a cigar, glances at another man, nods and chuckles.

-"Hope you are alright Data." The voice disturbs the silence.

-"I'm doing as I usually do...But what can I say about the others?Those who got helped by me,instead of doing the same and helping the others,tried to kill me.And the reason is money! They are so much addicted to money that they could even kill their own parents for it."

-"Ehh Data... Try to remember the moments when you helped them which pushed others to do the same goodness."

-"Unfortunately there're not many such moments to remember." Data pauses and continues smoking.Then stands up,starts walking in the room and suddenly a pack of records attract his attention. He picks them up and takes a look gently.

-"I have to pay attention to this record... Some people know how to value the rightness."

-"But for those who don't know, I've one funny way, You know, my actions are unpredictable, at one time a funny and nice guy might become a crazy, insane criminal who pirates the trader right in front of law enforcers."

The another man laughs hysterically, Data picks up another record.

-"The similar one...Took from in front of lawful, in order to make their life better.

-"Ohh,look at this one. He was so happy for being pirated by me that he even asks me politely to take the money from him."

Data takes the rest records and saves them in the cupboard.Then takes his felt cloak,opens the door and leaves the refuge.