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Story
I was cleaning out my room today
when I found the card you see above. I got it a couple
of years ago when I just started living in the city of
The Hague. I was riding a tram when this creature stepped
in and started dealing out these cards. I was quite shocked,
the picture above doesn't really do justice to just how
deformed this guy’s head looked, like something straight
out of a horror movie. He started at the back of the tram
and after a while he reached me and handed me a card,
too. When he’d got to the other end he walked back,
retrieving his cards while some people gave him money.
I’d never seen this kind of phenomenon before and
was too stupefied to return him his card, let alone give
him some money. Didn't think to much of it, but kept the
card.
Thoughts
Here’s some thoughts that
came to me while looking at it.
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This man is handing out cards, cause life has dealt
him some pretty rotten cards.
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What's his
story? What’s his name? Where is he from? How did
this happen to him? Where does he live? Does he have a
wife and family? Did he have work before which he couldn’t
do anymore because of his face?
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He wasn’t
exactly handsome before this happened to him.
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His hair has
gone all curly. Or is it a wig?
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Whoever helped
him with the different languages did a bad job. I don’t
know about the Italian and the French, but the Dutch and
German translations are littered with mistakes.
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I don’t
know Italian but I wonder what the quotes around “utili”
mean.
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The pictures
remind me of a before/after advert, only this time the
pictures seem to be reversed. Or maybe the order of the
photo’s reflects the man’s longing to return
to his former self.
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What is it
that keeps him going on?
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