Pistike walks home gloomily.
He is confronted by the family doctor and his good friend.
– Hello Pistike!
why are you so sad
“Don’t even ask, Doc.”
My parents are getting divorced.
Dad is not the same anymore.
“Don’t worry, here’s this box of pills, give your father one of these in his coffee every morning.”
A month later again…
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