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Quote of the moment Vol.2

“We have had no good comic operas of late, because the real world has been more comic than any possible opera.” – Illustrated London News, Jan. 17, 1931 G. K. Chesterton

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"I am the last monarch of the old world. As Emperor, it is my duty to protect my peoples from their politicians" -Franz Joseph, Emperor of Austria-Hungary

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In Which I ask if I have been Fooled by AI

Hello, my good friend, reader of this present post! How are you, today? Hope you are okay, do let me know if ever possible! I am okay, just here, trying to stay afloat in a month that has been intense, concerning the news. In my personal life, apart from the unfortunate gain of weight over the past late months, and some moments of deep melancholia, boredom, and so on, I am quite okay... what else can I ask for? It is okay, I suppose.... I mean, I could ask for some more relief from this horrid heat, I could ask my brother to stop with the noise from his bedroom, I don't care if he can play musical instruments, I prefer to have my music on-demand, and I hate the podcasts he listen to (and he listens to them with no earphones). Anyway... I have a good chunk of an idea to share, perhaps you will appreciate it! Let's jump to it, shall we? I wonder, have I been fooled by Artificial Intelligence? Did I ever consider it could be more than just a useful gadget? With the possibility of ...

The Adventures of Mr. D'Onofrio and his suitcase with 700 socks! Prologue

Prologue:

Zachary D’onofrio, or to be more formal, Mr. D’onofrio, was quite a figure, always caught the attention of people with his fancy outfit. Coming from faraway lands, walking diligently through the road, he wore a bluish tophat with pride, as it was one of his very prized possessions; the other ones were in his yellow suitcase that he always had with him: those were his precious socks, his dear friends, his collector items. He’d travel unspeakable distances just to add more socks to his impressive collection, the rarer, the better, he accepted only the most exotic ones. He was always distant from home, he didn’t care how long he’d have to travel, everything for his passion: collecting socks, paying tribute to that part of our clothes that we so shamefully neglect, and by doing so paying a tribute to his idol.

He was frequently by himself, it were lonely journeys, the ones of Mr. D’onofrio, but the truth was he actually preferred that, always lost in his sock world. He was never tired, or at least never complained about it, he was a resilient fellow, Mr. D’onofrio, in spite of the fact of being as thin as a stick. He needed to be resilient and to resist, so he could pay a tribute to his idol, and collect socks.

This is our friend in common: Zach D’onofrio. Fascinating human being, calm, determined, patient and thoughtful. Going to catch his new socks in a distant world, this is his story, his adventure. And so it begins, and so it goes.


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