205 Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

In the hospital ward corridor, a caregiver dressed in blue work clothes, built like a bear, was leaning on a small cart, his head twitching manically as if a movie was fast forwarding, muttering something like a broken cassette tape.

"The dominating Outstanding Vanguard ... no ... not satisfied ... this isn't enough ..."

"A safety director with a rich resume ... no good ... the wife is too ugly ... not only touched this woman in this life, but also hasn't had sex in nearly twenty years ... what kind of director is this ..."

"Isn't this a good man?"

"Who the fuck is interested in a good man, we want something thrilling! Something depraved!"

"You don't speak for us!"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing, just keep searching, we'll settle when we find one that satisfies everyone ..."

"Let's see again ..."

"Government clerk ... 123456 ..."

"What kind of shitty memories are these, lives as monotonous as assembly lines, why don't they kill themselves ..."