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A close look came from him at a very elegant person, in whom it quickly became clear that he was his father, his master, and his authority, Satan. He looked handsome in nature, ruddy in complexion... It became clear to him that there was a generation in the mountain, there was a cave, and in the cave there were candles surrounded by crowds that had assumed spectral bodies. He was dazzled by domesticity and was able to discern in them the people of artists, politicians, athletes, and businessmen whom he used to see and not see.
The sultan appeared proud..and they clapped, blessing the devilish gesture. His father woke him up and took him proudly among the incoming crowd of dignitaries. Selim looked at them and introduced them all one by one by virtue of his profession and relations. And he embraced nothing but rays... and images of light... He turned towards his father, Iblis, clarified and sad. He whispered, or rather a trap: You saw them.. These are a distinguished sample.. They say they are above the elite... They will not see you now... Later... You will receive each other... and rejoice together.