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Shift of Aras, who works as a bartender in a small pub where everyone knows each other, ends at 20:00. But for the last couple of days, the whole place turns upside down right after that time. In regards to the things told, it is not a simple drunken brawl. Because the woman who starts the fight every night asks a question before all the quarrel:

"Do you know a monster that dwells around here?"

Aras held most characteristic of the capital in which he lived with 5 millions other inhabitants in the center of Anatolia. Neither of them had any particular features one could think of right away. Everyone knew their names but nobody really cared about them. They both had a vision of sorts at one time, but they seemed to abandon it. Even the unfavorable aspects of cities, and of humans, can express a great deal, however this was not one of those cases. Being exposed to their bleak aura wasn't like choking in a depressive spiritual trench, but evoked the feeling of drowning in a muddy puddle along the sidewalk. They were not tedious, but also not lively. If you'd ask them how they'd have been, they would answer with "living somehow".