The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 239 I

I.

I don't want to mention my name, presumably you are not interested in it either.

In this city, I am just a small person, and the people who can remember my name, besides me, my wife, and my landlord, there will never be a fourth person.

But that's good, because I don't want more people to know me.

Unless they can give me some money, give me a job, or anything that will make my life a little bit better.

But in this huge world, it is impossible to have such a person. Those wealthy people would rather spend their money on their pets than throw it in the wallets of ordinary citizens like us.
But this is also fair, after all, pets can bring them joy, and we can only make this city more of an eyesore.

I'm 26, or 28, or 30, I don't really remember.

In Gotham, your age can be freely changed within a certain range, as long as it is not too outrageous. When you find a job that requires a young man, then you are a young and strong guy. When the recruitment information says , you can be a wily jerk when you need an experienced older guy.In short, your age, your name, your dignity, and even your pitiful worldview are all there to make your dinner richer. As long as they can’t make your life better, then your Everything you hold on to is worthless.

So as time goes by, I kind of forget my real age. Of course, it doesn't matter.

I have had a lot of jobs, but not for a long time. I have worked as a doorman, security guard, cleaner, and delivery person, and these jobs seem to have a common problem, that is, their bosses always like to work on your salary when you are about to pay. Sometimes, you use various reasons to deduct them, and you can only swallow the words cursing them, and then greet them with a smile, otherwise, you will pack up and leave.

Although every time I can't wait to go up and tear their faces apart, I feel relieved when I think that they also need to pay taxes, also need to keep their property alive, and have children waiting to be fed at home.Because they seem to be just like me, running around to survive.

More pressure for more bread, which seems fair. Well, the city seems fair too.

So... where's the unfairness?

I don't know, but it doesn't matter, it's how the city survives.

This fair, but rotten city is like a dark swamp, where the police and courts are corrupt, gangsters and bureaucrats are colluding, some are extravagant and some are poor, like a piece of cake covered with one or more layers of thick cream. Cheese, the surface is bright and beautiful, but the inside is full of holes, but no matter what, these good and bad things have mixed into the same taste.

Since it is the same taste, then it is the same fairness
So... let's stop talking about this nonsense here, and let's get back to business.

I am unemployed again.
I was always unemployed, in various positions, made various mistakes, and then got kicked out of various doors.This time, I let a stray cat fall into the raw materials of bleach during the night patrol of the chemical factory, which caused a pot of materials to be scrapped. I just found this job for two days. Well, I don’t complain about it, I are used to it.

The only complaint I have is that it's my wife's birthday in 10 days and I thought I'd give her what looked like a nice present.

It was a lipstick, I saw that lipstick in the cabinet of a convenience store a month ago, it was worth $1, honestly, I don't understand these things, but I promise, that lipstick looks like Worth two dollars, maybe even three dollars.

It's so beautiful, Jenny will love it.

But because of my unemployment, I don't have any income until the next job comes.If I buy presents, then I probably won't be able to cover next month's rent.

Well, by her birthday, I'll have a job, I'm sure
Along the familiar street, I walked towards home. I have been walking this road for many years, and it has not changed a little, just like my life.

On the way, I passed that convenience store again. This convenience store is quite big, otherwise, it wouldn't have a cosmetics counter.

I walked towards its gate as usual.

I'm going to buy bread tonight. Of course I'll have to check to see if that lipstick is sold, I'll have to check it out every day hehe, although it makes one wonder if I'm a lipstick lover pervert, but whatever.

However, when I actually came to the door, I was a little panicked, because I saw a woman standing in the convenience store, she was wearing weird clothes, and she happened to block the door of the convenience store.

So I was hesitating whether to open the door and bump her to remind her that she was in the way, and at the same time, I was secretly praying that this woman would not see that lipstick.
But just as I was thinking about it, the woman seemed to be suddenly relieved. She turned her head, opened the door of the convenience store, and then passed me by.

I don't know why she came in and then turned around, but for a split second, I saw her smile at me, and I noticed the color on her lips, it's beautiful if Jenny wears lipstick too , must be equally beautiful.

Well, now is not the time to think about that, I have to hurry to see if the lipstick is still there.

Fortunately, it is still lying quietly in the cupboard.
one dollar.That's what it costs.

I looked at it, and hesitated again, I'm such a temperament, I always can't pay attention to certain things.On the one hand, I feel that it hurts to buy it now, but I am also afraid that if it takes a few days, it will be bought by others.

When I chose to sway from side to side like a phobia, I thought of that woman's beautiful smile again.
She made me make up my mind, so I opened the window and grabbed that lipstick.

"A dollar, yes."

I said to the cashier at the convenience store.

"Oh yes." He responded to me.

So, I handed him the one dollar in my pocket, which was all my salary when I was fired from the chemical factory.

(End of this chapter)