4.1 WISHLIST - TWOIt is 9:55 am, from the digital clock placed on the desk under the speakers, from where I could hear the Pink Floyd songs, after a dozen hours of continuous loop, at low volume. I think that is enough: I take the remote control and resume the television from standby mode, I access the Music menu and I click the stop button.
I have changed my jeans, I have gone for a pair with some rips on the knees recovered from one of the boxes stacked in the living room area, in the bedroom of my prestigious motel. I put on a little makeup to hide the slight swellings under my eyes which are probably due to the murderer; I put on my black sneakers, and the light black quilted jacket, recovered from another box. I am now ready to go and inspect some of the properties I saw earlier on t
