On the side of the road, far from the legal boundary, on God's desert, which is covered by weeds here and there, an old comfortable sofa is left alone, with a stretch of empty desert behind it. What is he doing there? Up close, it is not as puffy and fat as it seems; With its faded velvet covering, with the springs sticking out of its seat, and the handles in the form of two horizontal columns covered with sponge, whose shifted slats tore the velvet covering...
