For twenty years, he knocked on every door of everyone that he had promised to give immediately after death. He was prepared by the association for this work. It seems that he was trying to wake his friend from his sleep. Trucks blanket. They would wake up awake and awake, feeling that Oliver was somewhere, but no one would get along to accept what Oliver had to say. Oliver died ready to communicate and made his efforts continuously for twenty years, but no one was willing to understand the language of this dead man. Very often, some friend passing by on the street felt Oliver’s hand on his shoulder, knowing very well the touch of his hand.
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