I haven't hurt anyone so far. And I don't even know if I'm able. I'll find out.

It all started from a child. Who else do children today? Money for consultations, ultrasounds, money for doctors, nurses, money for nutritional supplements with impossible names, money, money, money. The child was not mine, it was a friend. In fact, the child was not yet-it had to appear-and this friend came to me and took me to buy something for the child just from Aikea. I went, what to do.

On the way I asked Paul what he buys, crib, furniture, he does not, he takes his voucher.

-What a nanny, me, bona?

- Yes, I say, Aikea bona, you assemble her at home.

He told me that what I am so air, that I live under the bed, I am not aware of what is happening, that Aikea has made a partnership with the Robotic Institute and now have a new product. Why don't you inform yourself? he asked me.

What else, I took the good, helped him to take some more boxes (quite heavy), I took them home and left to live under the bed, as he said.

In a few days Paul took me to a bar to honor him, his child is born (Don't you better get one from Aikea? I came to tell him) and I can't miss it. As if I was important for the birth of the child. But I thought I was important for him or so, maybe he has no one to drink and stay there with the picture to make him feel good, listen to how he praises and how he is excited about a successor.

At the entrance they gave us a whitish drink from the house-a shot, a bit oily and with a harsh taste-jap over the head. We started laughing like fools.

- What do you drink?

I didn't know for sure how the hostilities were going, a cognac, something to start, I told him.

"Oh, well, no alcohol is drunk," Paul told me. Natural juices and coffees. Calm down.

It has gone to Adventists or is on organic things, as they tell them, vegan, yes, vegan, it sounds like they are from another planet, please. I took a coffee (still with a crazy taste) and laughed again as fools.

-You haven't been here anymore, didn't you? Paul asked.

- Where?

- At Smile Pub, that's how he says, it's a good mood bar, but more easily, it's different from Hohot or Laug, there hurts your belly, you only go if you want to make it wide, here you are lighter, you talk, one.

- What kind of bar is this? I asked him.

And he told me the thing with the living under the bed, that I am broken by what is happening in the city, that is the bars now, you go to you de-stress, no alcohol is sold except for some where depressants come, the society has evolved, instead of going to the psychologist, enter the first bar and start laughing. Well, do you leave me?! It would be true that I was under the bed. I laughed there as I didn't laugh since I learned to laugh. The thing with this bar. I laughed even on the way home, I didn't know why, but I laughed. As if I had learned to laugh.

After a while I woke up with Paul at the door. He was always coming to me, with you wonder what object and put it in my arms. Take it, he was telling me. I had filled the studio with things from Paul, but it didn't bother me, because it came with interesting objects. He had brought me an old table and armchair. They got me well. Otherwise, electronic stuff, two bicycles and bags full of everything. Then he told me to massage his forehead and neck, he said I had gold hands, I take his pain more like a drug tube. I was massaging it, I knew it was pleased.

This time he brought me the good, to take it, to keep it with me until he finds it, that his wife did not agree, she said she wants to raise her child alone and, in addition, she is afraid of her. Well, it's ugly? I told him. No, me, but he doesn't trust, you know what women are, jealous and their shadow. I took it, if he wanted it.

I assembled at her all night, there was no great thing, but I was meticulous, I liked to touch it and before I gave it on, I looked half an hour at Kvinna, because he was writing on the box. What a name have these from Aikea, you cannot turn them into diminutives, a name, something, nothing. They are not mourned at all, instead I know how to do things for the mosquito and sell them. How to sell in the market or street in Romania a product with the name Kvinna? We have Kvinna fresh! Kvinna fff sweet!

In the pack were a dress, a shirt and a pair of jeans. I didn't know her and I didn't want to get involved in a relationship that starts with a wild carnal pleasure, as I wished. I was ashamed to leave her naked, although I would have left her, but it was Paul's child, so I dressed her in the dress, placed her on an armchair and put a cigarette between her fingers. In addition, I am very shy.

It was like movies. A Swedish that you did not give his age, discreetly makeup, with Italian forms and a French look. A Get-Beget woman, with whom I would have fled even to Somalia if she had been alive. She was alone, at my disposal, empty under the tight, yellow dress like the sunflower. Blonde.

That was good. How would a mistress look like? I slept with her.

The next day I asked Paul why I was just bringing me and he told me that I was alone and maybe I need a housekeeper or simply.

-Did you open it, did you mount it? I asked him.

-Yes, he told me. My wife gave me her head, she didn't even let me start it, because, she needs a replacement, this is a nanny, she said, as is Zeus's daughter with Monica Bellucci, leave me with this bitch. And what to do? I have to give birth and I don't want to upset her.

-You hear, I told him, where does he know he's a bitch?

-Eee, the jealousy spoke of it, as if I had confused myself with a doll, risk my life crazy in the subway. It is a nanny, it has a program to raise children, it is household, it knows not knowing languages and cooking, you can upgrade them with recipes from the net. It's ... serious woman, not to think about nonsense, I don't think she is scheduled for this. It is specially made, without sex, like children's dolls, smooth between the legs.

-I didn't know, I told him. I knew, I was looking, it was the first thing I had done, but I didn't tell him. And it wasn't quite as he said, "smooth." Paul left after he massaged him for a quarter of an hour on his forehead to break away. I think that was why I was coming to me, because I was good at the massage, I don't know where, I had it in the blood.

What should I do with Paul's unborn child? Of course, I put her to work. And I don't turn it into a fetish, I have to see my life. That's how I thought, but it wasn't to be.

I was staring at her, as she was in the armchair with the cigarette in her hand. Do you want a fire, doll? I could tell him. She was beautiful. But cold. Inert. I just refrained from turning it.

And I slept with her.

The next day I asked her if she wanted a coffee. I also put them a little, to go to the cigarette, but I drank it. It seemed that the smoke didn't bother her, but I still opened the window. In vain, the smoke stayed like him at home. The window was too small. I had to open the door, but I didn't want to see me.

-You know what, I said, I am a lonely guy, I don't know what you are looking for in my life, I don't understand me wrong if I tell you that I don't want to have a relationship, I like you, but I don't think we can have a common future. You are sociable, I don't.

I felt like he didn't understand me.

-Of course you will want to go through clubs, drink our coffee on Dorobanți, eat in the old center and go to stand-up. I was with Paul, but I can't tell you that I was impressed. I'll go with you just because you want, but I won't feel good. You like life, you love the moment, I do not adapt at all. You will want stiletto shoes, Blazer from Paris and all New Collection skirts, or I'm not the one to offer you this. You will want a house with a living room, a big yard where you have the begoni and a bichon that Piki will call. And I would like a house, but I have no claims like you. In addition, I want a German dog, meaning a wolf dog, trained, to bark when.

When will Aikea make a dog? I thought.

- Do you understand what I say? You are beautiful, too beautiful for this century, I am an incomprehensible guy. Any man would like you and I think you would run away from me with the first Audi TT who would stop near you. Was the coffee good? See? You don't like the coffee made by me. You don't like anything from Lidl, where they have promotions, you want to market in Cotroceni, at the freshly ground coffee shop, where they have various flavors. Eh, to know that I do not like aromas coffee, not even jacobs is not to my taste, I like simple coffee, sugar, without milk, without whipped cream. And I don't like Cappucino, so you leave me with your peeled figures in the center.

I was irritated. Women always want something, always have a plan of arrangement, style, as many unnecessary purchases. I think I was quite nervous.

- Do you know anything? I think Paul's wife was right when she made you a bitch, as you show you you can't be something else, leave me alone with your figures. Come on, pa.

I left. What does she think she thinks, she does what she wants with me? To see her fake nails and her plastic genes, and all her falsity. I don't know where I went and what I did.

I came back with a feeling of guilt. We had known each other for a few days and had already gone through the first quarrel.

-I don't think our relationship will resist, I told him. You are much more versed than me and your aspirations are different. Of course you want a child, I don't even think about it, I'm at the beginning. You will want to cook together, to help you shopping, let's go, but I don't even know what I want from life. You will attract me in your concrete space, where everything is well defined, you will borrow your dreams and I will not have time to build mine. You will always want something from me, and I won't be able to offer you. Not because I don't want to, but because I have to follow my undefined way. Do you understand that we are in a relational deadlock?

I didn't know if he knew. Maybe I could cool my mouth.

- I like you the most that you are silent, you do not contradict me, and from here I deduce the fact that you understand what I tell you. It is good to discuss what we think, to understand each other, so that we have no surprises while we are together. The dialogue saves a relationship, heal. I'm glad you agree. Come on, extinguishes that cigarette and sleep. Good night!

The next day, trunk, the wall door.

"I brought you something," Paul told me, "Tam-Nesam arrived. My wife said to keep her for a few months, until the older child is made.

- What is this? I asked him.

- Cmyel. (He had taken him from Aikea?) Piki is calling him. You take care of him, because I do not understand my wife anymore, he also seemed bad, but we have nothing to do, the child is sensitive in the first months and we better give up piki for a period. Come on.

He beat me on my shoulder. I haven't been destroyed. He was in a hurry.

This Paul will bring me his wife if he doesn't like it anymore. Some are, they think only of them, to be good to them and, in the name of an ancestral friends, call you for all kinds of services, and you, in the name of the same friend, comply, even if you do not get well. The definition of friendship with Paul contains the word help, but not reciprocity. Paul ate my time with Kvinna, now he has come with his cog. The day barks and the night is turning. Well, at least he doesn't leave hair. He looks at me with some eyes to take her as a wife, please, or man, that I still do not know if she is a dog or cat, or a monkey, or the chicken. It has something of something. I remove it once, in the evening, outside, five minutes and escape. Food brings me Paul. I'm not interested. But I still take care of my animal thoughts and I can't see mine.

I neglected Kvinna. I smoke a cigarette with her, in the morning, for coffee. It annoys me that he agrees with everything I tell him. It seems a bit without personality. If I tell him how beautiful it is outside, he says nothing. So if I tell him it was raining. I tell him he is the most beautiful being and is moved. I tell her she's a little slow and not comment. I have to start it.

One day I stayed for about twenty minutes with my finger on the starting button. But Paul came and took me to a restaurant. His child was born and he was in vividness.

I do not know exactly where I was, but I detained the food, the dishes, the cutlery, because they were virtual, the steak was a tasteful hologram, and the sauce was too fast. I ate tired, and then I was in a club, where everyone heard what music he likes and chose a partner at a simple look. There was only one drink that was served at the bar, blue, and they were all blue in the mouth. Those with their partner had blue lips. Only I was sitting and marveling at what was happening. They all had white glows on the face and body. Paul told me that he would take me elsewhere, but I crushed his nose, he just knew that I didn't like to go out and I was a little disturbed by his dominant attitude. It makes me a program, it takes me around, it shows me, he knows what is best for me. I massaged him on my shoulders and on the neck-I didn't escape this time-and I told him I was leaving. I was tired of going out with him and especially his insistence to massage him. What am I, his puppet? But he didn't leave me alone, he took me home, and then he left. I was no longer interested in Paul, what he was doing, nor what he was going to do.

At home I started Kvinna.

-I'm tired of this world, I told him. I do not like how people live their lives, they think every day they are right and kill their time with nothing and they all know that they are not important, because everyone is talking about how ephemeral life is, and yet they are pleased. But what is really important I don't know how to tell you, I feel more like it. I feel unfulfilled, empty inside, do you understand me?

-Ja, mi-a zis.

- Do I feel the need to tell someone, do you think you have the patience to listen to me?

- and.

I looked for the language instructions and said there it was automatically selected, depending on the speaker.

- You hear? Something day in Romanian. What is your name? How old are you?

He was silent.

- Me, woman, do you understand me?

- I, and get.

Maybe she was slowly in mind or she didn't have to talk too much, she had to listen and just execute what she was told, that she was only a bonus, she can have a predetermined program of operation, dishwasher, laundry, swing the child, nourished, lying and pa, goodbye. On the one hand it is better, that you should not be with a bona at academic hats or enter into discussions about the laws of robotics. Whoever wanted this could upgrade them, as if so said Paul. Please, it's his job and those who had done Kvinna. Anyway, I didn't have the internet, I rarely entered Google, when Paul came to me with his smart phone. I liked it, but he didn't give me back.

Kvinna looked at me. As if he was studying me. I felt embarrassed by my jean jeans and the t-shirt labored around my neck, with the deleted Doors print from too many behavior.

— What do you say? I asked her. Do you like this kid?

I mean by me. I was joking with her, because I didn't know how to approach her.

- Would you like a cigarette? A water? So far I liked that you didn't talk at all, but now I'm waiting for you to say something. Do you feel the need to wash some clothes? Some vessels and other things? What do you want to do? What do you know how to do? Do you ask you to give the vacuum cleaner? I have no one, but I get one for you. Do you want to have fun? But let's leave this for later. If you always shut up, you extinguish you, I knew you could not talk and move because of me, than for unknown causes. Maybe you are stuck from how much you stayed in that box, do you want a massage?

He was silent.

-Have you seen me and judge me? Don't you like my voice? You want to tell me something and you can't? Maybe you think we don't fit, maybe they are too uncooked for you and, as we can't have fun together, to mate, that is, to make small dolls with your face, to speak in your meaning, I am useless. Inadequate, perhaps unconscious and everything that is with the prefix in. This is, so it happened, so that we would meet and talk, maybe we don't have a future together, but we may have. I am easy to model, if you have patience and you keep me, a young man is easier adaptable, he knows how to listen and is jumpy. He has not yet accumulated fears, fear of the world, as a man in power has. If you told me what your hidden desires are, maybe I would understand you and we realize that we think the same, we want the same things, but if we do not know how to know each other.

It seemed to me to hear a sigh, but I wasn't sure she had sighed. I may have sighed itself.

- Have you heard of love? Do you know what it is? Of course not, just what I lit. Your beauty can ignite love in any man. We add your forms, how you move and the desire appears. From here there is another step to a strong connection. If I look better at you, you have a look that would soften a statue, your eyes are copied according to the model of heaven, you know what I say, right? Your lips are a desire in themselves, have the power of gravitational attraction, can I touch them? Only a little ... did you feel anything? That was a kiss. Did he bother you? Can I touch you? Only a little, I started to tremble. Did I tell you how beautiful you are? And this yellow dress and hair as you sleep on your shoulders. Don't you bother my touch? Do you feel something? I think I'm going to complain about emotion.

That night I slept with her.

The next day I brought my coffee to bed. And two donuts. He kept looking at me without saying anything. He was just talking, as if he hugged me. She was changed, not clothes, that she was empty, partially covered with a plead that I kept on the bed, but in attitude and look. He was more rude, somewhat jovial and cute. He comforted me on the cheek when I brought his coffee, and that made me kiss his palm. It was more beautiful than before. It was more beautiful than ever, it was the incarnation of beauty, a goddess in my bed.

- You say nothing? I told him. Maybe you are right, words can be misunderstood, they can be thrown like billiard balls and you don't know where to go. We can hurt ourselves without wanting, better love to be carried by tranquility. You know, I think I love you as I didn't love anyone, you are warm, I didn't expect it, and last night you were even warmer. You warmed me too, I am cold of my own way. Stretch yourself, so, easy ...

I threw the donuts on the floor and kissed it.

After half an hour it was extinguished. I had seen how he blinks often from the eyelashes, as if it were defective, but I didn't take into account. On, off, on, off, for nothing. I put her jeans and her shirt on her, placed her in the armchair and ran to Paul.

-I tried to light it and it doesn't work, I told him.

-Aaa, it is not loaded, it has a charger and I think I forgot it in the socket, if you want to give it to you. How do you think? It's cool, right? The image of a mature, strong, safe woman, beautiful, with shapes, the dream of any male, isn't it?

-I don't know, I told him, wait to light her.

I took the charger and fled, anyway it was hiding, screaming the child to say there are five, not one. Please, it was their job.

-I know it's not the best time, but I have to clarify something with you, I told him, after I put it on and lit it. Some women are possessive and suffocating, they want to have control, they have the feeling that you are a kind of ownership, I hope you do not be so, because there is another kind of women, who ensure your freedom by their way of being. Better said from the love he wears the man and his trust in him. Do you trust me? Do you think our relationship will resist?

- I, and get.

Now I realized what crystalline voice he had.

- I don't think it's time to talk about the future, because we are at the beginning, but I don't know how I could resist without you, how to do a breakup, I am surprised how I lived so far without you, where have you been? I ask rhetorically, I don't know what's with me, my words are flowing without any filter, I just know I don't see myself without you. You filled my moments with your presence, you brought your heat and you moved into me. What do I do but to contemplate you in amazement?

I think he smiled at that moment, but I'm not sure, because, on the one hand, I don't know if he had this function, and on the other, it wasn't a moment of laughter. Or was it a smile that really expresses her happiness? What if it was an ironic smile? If she mocks me, I talk like the fool, and she is amused on my behalf? Not even a word.

-I would like to tell me that you understand me, that you are living the moment like me, I would like to give me a sign that I am not in your life. I confess that I have not loved anyone as I love you and, honestly, I want nothing from life.

I sat with my head in her lap. I had no day or night, I only had her. The time was no longer flowing, stinging in amazement in the small studio at the basement.

Piki was fainted in a corner, I hadn't taken him out, I threw food when I remembered him. There, between the walls at times moldy, I beat the universe of long and wide experiences and I did not leave any unexplored cotton. I think I experienced happiness for the first time. I could die quietly according to the intensity of the feelings of that period.

How long did it take? I don't know. And I don't even want to know.

This morning Paul came to take Kvinna. I don't know how to die, but I know how to live the feeling of death. What should I do without it?

I would have killed Paul, I would have deleted any trace of existence, I would have killed his whole family, not to know that Paul had ever lived, and I would have taken Kvinna back, because he did not want to leave it to me, he said that the older child (of, from this baby) End -day nights, too human things for me.

— I-l or Big, i-am zis.

He looked ugly at me and told me that Piki is an extra care, but that he takes it anyway.

-Leave it to me, please, I said.

But he didn't even hear me. I shouted at him it was mine, not to take me, but he continued to pack it. I approached him and took him by hand, with the intention of stopping him. I tightened him loudly to understand the message.

- They have it! Människa, what's with you? He told me.

With a short movement, he approached me and looked into my eyes. He pushed me on the t-shirt with Doors and pushed me into the armchair. I was weak. My legs were stuck.

- Well, dolls! he said. I took care of you, I did not throw you in the street, as it should, after giving my wife, that he had crazy after you, you, with your massage and I had to make a child, to strengthen the relationship, do you understand, do you understand something? I didn't want to lose her, I had to save this marriage, because I love her, I love her, but what do you know about marriage and love?

I was looking at him as he spinned in the room and shook hands.

-I gave a roof, did I take you with me everywhere to learn what the world is and you raise my hand to me? Anomaly you are! Ready, so far it was!

Paul threw two large boxes in the middle of the room. In one put Kvinna and placed the yellow dress over it, then closed it. The other one pulled a leg to me. He put Piki's collar and slammed the door, vocifer.

- I return immediately after you! he said.

I was blinking often from the eyelashes, as if I were defective. I was looking at the cardboard box, left in the room, which Människa Massage wrote with Negru.

With the lost gaze, I noticed that her charger remained in the socket.

I'll get up, what to do!