Taxi ( part 2 )

He was a young man in the middle twenties …graduated from the faculty of commerce …a taxi driver and…well he began to tell me his thoughts:

“I want to marry…but I do not trust any woman…most of them are bad girls…bitches…I had a lot of sex…and now I am getting used to it…I am getting bored…now I wanna try it with s-ms…do you know where I can find them…I know they are out there...where do you live …there is a lot of dirt out there…have you tried things like that before…but you know man…how can I make a family and we do not have money…and at the same time I can have sex without having any responsibilities…what do you study…ya…you know kids and obligations and stuff like that…oh no…do not ask me about religion…look man…I am still young…how old are you…oh…but you look younger …why are you taking this picture…oh…blog…I never heard of it before…aha…please don’t tell me these boring phrases…this is a sin …and this is not a sin...where are your ethics…look what is happening in this country…I am not the only bad guy here…there are all bad out there…they are stealing our money…there is unfairness…yes…it is hot today…no…this is not my taxi …I have change…do you live here…no…I am just asking…”