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Marianna opened Facebook2 on her phone. New friends, or rather a new friend. In the picture, there was a man in front of a waterfall, with a round face, big sparkling eyes, dark-haired, probably not of Russian nationality. Okay, I’ll add him. The stranger started a conversation, as usual, beginning with “hello.” Marianna responded reluctantly, answering only after she got home. The correspondence continued.

Marianna read on her phone:

– I am alone with my son.

Alone with his son… (Marianna’s thoughts).

– Are you married? – came another message.

– No, – Marianna replied.

The stranger continued:

– How do you think I know? Whether you are married or not?

Strange, maybe he knows… (Marianna’s thoughts).

– Are you from South Africa? – Marianna wrote, concluding from his profile page.

He was probably from Nigeria, as the profile indicated an African country.

Marianna imagined him sitting in a poor shack, while his son ran around barefoot and poor.

The stranger with his son sent a video to Marianna’s messenger:

– Watch the video, what do you understand?

That evening, lying in bed, Marianna watched the video. A globe appeared on the screen, representing Earth, showing continents, forests, mountains, and different countries: what am I supposed to understand? Watching again, maybe he wants to say that Earth is beautiful?

The next day. Marianna in thought: he’s not writing today… what’s going on? Who is he? She looked at the stranger’s profile picture with his son: there was a waterfall like Qi-energy, and in front of the waterfall, the round-faced image of a person.

Marianna decided to ask first and wrote in the messenger:

– Sorry for asking, tell me: what is your name?

A reply came to the messenger. Marianna read the line:

– Fool.

Marianna looked at the word again, not believing her eyes: yes, it said: “Fool.”