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Leaving his office with their heads lowered, in a down-pour of camera flashes and questions from journalists, they break his heart. Then, all alone, plagued by guilt, he sinks deep in his own thoughts and doubts: has he thrown out the baby with the bath water? There may very well come a time when he would come to re-gret his decisions horribly, but it would be too late, his choice players would not prove him right, the re-porters would literally maul him, demanding his head on a silver platter, the fans would embellish him with swear words never heard of before.

More to the point, now, some phrases he retracted like a man in love the words he uttered, after realising how deeply they had hurt his girlfriend. Others, conversely, were, after a sham trial, sentenced to death, with the unprecedented excuse in the annals of the judiciary that he had simply grown tired of them and the time had now come to replace them, like his clothing col-lection, with new ones, because they were worn way too many times and became completely out of fashion. There would also be some that, no matter how much he liked them, would be sacrificed on the altar of the unable-to-take-a-joke politically correct. Then there would be a few that, maybe because they were an in-tegral part of the bearing structure, or in joint tenancy

Something that you refuse to do and which you’ll end up paying dearly for.

+ As they say about banks, it was too big to fail or rather to go to jail.

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to the adjacent ones, or because his achieving some kind of exchange with favourable conditions seemed unlikely, or because divorcing them was prohibitively expensive, he could not get rid of no matter how hard he tried even though he couldn’t even stomach the sight of them anymore. In other words, they were, with a little dressing up, agreed, there to stay. The expres-sion “no one is irreplaceable” did not apply to them, much like “there is nothing more permanent than the temporary” did not apply to the provisionally new ones. Their first two or three days were crucial. If they proved with no actions but words that they could be harmonically incorporated to the collective, well, then happy days. Otherwise, they might as well start pack-ing up or writing their will, accordingly. If, on the oth-er hand, they lay low and played dumb until the storm was over, they might’ve actually come out clean.

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