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A Jew goes to the High Court.

"Adultery?"

"It's kind of like, uh".

"Clear. Tax fraud?"

"No, not that, but..."

"Is also clear".

And so on all counts. A living man, one of us without sin.

"Well, you're a good man, but up, up. One fake bankruptcy. Anyway, we'd like to help you, but no. You're talking to hell!"

The escorts come in politely, but they take their hands and take them out.

Corridor endless, doors, doors... From somewhere screaming, moaning. Cast smells. nameplates on Doors-"Irladians", "Malays", even the "Inuits" are written on one door. They brought the man to the door with the inscription "Jews".

"Well, good luck" and get in the back with the scream "Take the replenishment!"

A man walks in, looks around with fear. Chilled. However, they are the vineyards of horizon, the cabins of the Nice, and the white ones beneath the red tiles. The fields are relaxed, and the irrigation system is automatic. And on the horizon, there's a mega-city, skyscrapers, glass-concrete-landscape design.

There's a guy on quadracycl, and give a motorcycle stretcher.

"New? Let's go, I'll drop to the house".

"A-a-a-A. Uh, tell me, is this all around - is that hell?"

"Oh, yes. But didn't see what happened here 70 years ago!"