Squeezed into a bus, i find a seat in the back. Looking out the window at rows of buildings that look alike, we finally emerge into a park, where a huge donkey is walking toward me. i sense that he is very intelligent, and malicious, so i quickly walk the other way.

Now i am on a path on which thousands of people are also walking. We approach a building with a balcony from which a man with a yellow halo of hair is pouring buckets of blood onto the people below, while they are making mudras with their hands.

 

 

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