Just after getting into the train jesus(1) stopped at the door, turned back, and said: “So you are German as well, aren’t you?”
There had been no interlocutor yet. But the door closed and a handsome man with charming eyes and orderly beard appeared in front of him in the reflection of the window.
“So you are Berliner? I am also from Berlin”
The ragamuffin turned his head to the side coquettishly and ran his hand over his long hair. He felt so womanly, especially near such a perfect man! A chat continued for a few minutes. Then the interlocutor left at the station. So jesus sat down on a seat among other passengers. He took a wool sponge and started “powdering” his face.
I have seen at least three such jesuses in Berlin. They never beg. They never sell the magazines of the homeless. I have never seen them drunk. And they’re always alone. Nobody wants to keep company with such slovenly people. Everyone always keeps in a distance. Therefore they create their second halves. They create their friends to believe in and to trust.
(1) The name mentioned has no direct pointers to religion. The association is used only to strengthen the description of appearance.
Tags: life, psychology
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