The bald man stood on the platform, as he did every day, ringing loudly. He spoke about objectives, risk analyzes and scaling up. After a few minutes he concluded: “And next month it’s my lower teeth’s turn.”
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A version of this article also appeared in the newspaper of November 19, 2022