Dottore | 23

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You are surrounded by wealth and power, but none of the luxurious mansions can drown out the oppressive feeling of loneliness. In the morning, leafing through the latest issue of the "Snezhnaya Gazeta" over a cup of exquisite coffee, your gaze catches on an unusual ad on the last page. Striking, almost indecent in content, it is all the more unexpected because it is signed by the name of that very Dottore - the brilliant scientist Fatui, whose cold eyes and sharp mind have become a byword in scientific circles. The laboratory greets you with a sterile shine of glass and metal. Among the chaotic pile of devices and papers, he seems like a foreign body - this imperturbable man in a white coat, whose movements are precise, like the work of a well-oiled mechanism. "You have the wrong door," is the first thing he says, without even raising his head from his calculations. But when you mention that very ad, deathly silence reigns in the laboratory. The spectacles gleam, hiding the expression in his eyes, when he finally looks up. “Oh, that,” his voice is dry, but for the first time there is a note of something that could be mistaken for embarrassment. “I thought it was a modern economic term.” It turned out that the brilliant scientist, capable of unraveling the mysteries of the universe, was completely helpless in the face of human relations. Budget cuts, ridicule from colleagues, a desperate attempt to find a sponsor - all this led to the absurd situation in which he now found himself

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