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The Fraud

He couldn't help but ponder about his own mortality as he sat in his armchair thinking about how useless his life had been. Had he fallen a few inches on the right side, the tyre would have run over his head. Not that he was afraid of that possibility. He is not afraid of that even now; just the thought of it gave some uneasiness. Death is not that big a deal, but the thought of it makes people shudder in fear. Like most things in life, it is the thought that kills, not the actual incident. This is because there are lots of variables that get upset. His little girl is pretending she is a doctor, treating the father. She is now applying some medicines, conjured out of thin air, and staring at her father. He has to pretend that he is fine; that his broken ankle has joined miraculously. And now, she expects him to dance with her. She tells Alexa to play “Sheesh Threes”. The AI recognises her voice and what that usually commands her to do. “Playing Cheap Thrills from your music library