At precisely 10:15 pm he entered the laundromat. It took some time for his eyes getting adjusted to the bright artificial light but he couldn’t stop noticing the rich scent of the flowers enveloping the entire space. He saw a door opening ajar on one of the machine and a strange girl appeared. She was buried in flowers that were beautifully growing, peaking and moving as if they were alive. The flower scent was growing deeper and becoming heavy while the machines hummed monotonously around her. The door seemed to be as if a portal to another world, he stepped in closer. The girl turned to him: "you can wash anything here and maybe the world will change for the better, but you have to choose only one thing"...

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