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A noisy day is drawing to a close, and one stubborn desire remains in my head: to snatch someone important out of all this chaos and take them far away, to a place where neither memes, traffic jams, nor other people's expectations can reach them. There is irony in these words, but behind it lies weariness from the gilding and ostentation, from plans that are bursting at the seams. Instead of grand goals, there is the road, which is more important in itself. Instead of loud slogans, there is the quiet thought that only one person can give true peace.