In the neighboring city, a new era has begun, it is said that its people no longer cry, they are no longer angry, and poverty and hunger are gone from their lives. The people of the neighboring city hold celebrations and dance every day on the hill and drink to this great change. My father speaks of the marriage of logic and emotion, of the intersection of the poetic delicacy of former life with the rigid structure of modern life. In the suburbs, they worship their new masters.