О дивный новый мир

           ThehappiesttimeswerewhenshetoldhimabouttheOtherPlace."Andyoureallycangoflying,wheneveryoulike?"

           "Wheneveryoulike."Andshewouldtellhimaboutthelovelymusicthatcameoutofabox,andallthenicegamesyoucouldplay,andthedeliciousthingstoeatanddrink,andthelightthatcamewhenyoupressedalittlethinginthewall,andthepicturesthatyoucouldhearandfeelandsmell,aswellassee,andanotherboxformakingnicesmells,andthepinkandgreenandblueandsilverhousesashighasmountains,andeverybodyhappyandnooneeversadorangry,andeveryonebelongingtoeveryoneelse,andtheboxeswhereyoucouldseeandhearwhatwashappeningattheothersideoftheworld,andbabiesinlovelycleanbottles–everythingsoclean,andnonastysmells,nodirtatall–andpeopleneverlonely,butlivingtogetherandbeingsojollyandhappy,likethesummerdanceshereinMalpais,butmuchhappier,andthehappinessbeingthereeveryday,everyday....Helistenedbythehour.