They thought it would be a good place to run away to. The rides would be high and fast, and the food would be delicious. And there would be no message. The world was overloaded with messages.

This was a place to cool your heels, to numb yourself – to run away from the hells of the world. And yet the hells of the world had followed them, like a bad smell, into the park.

Five seconds of joy for decades of pain. But what a wonderful view!