" – Why do you prefer playing Pokemon Go?
– Prefer it to what ?
– Hum... Prefer it to going out with your mates, talking to some people, discussing politics, going running, listening to music, all those stuff...
– Oh, you know, me and politics... It's just an opaque smoke screen... I don't really get anything... it yells, it yells... It yells far too much, and it gesticulates in every direction. One gets lost... And lies as well! It's gruelling, all these lies.
– Can't you talk to others then?
– To say what? Discussing politics, just a rehash. Talking about my working day? I do not like labor, it's exhausting. In the evening, I just want to forget this day. And here it yells as well. My boss screams she doesn't like our work, that we're paid for nothing, these good-for-nothing people. I'd like to be paid without working, me. Oh ya... this... You know... I've tried to sit at a café's terrace. Terrorist attacks. Fear. Exasperation. Valls. Police. Only those words, and sometimes an emergency alarm ; probably 911. So you see, that is far from exciting, even less joyful. So I confine myself to my pokemon bubble, and I wander, alone. I'm out but locked. But I'm ok with it: the sun lights me and the breeze wakes me up, especially when I walk in a park. I got a Voltorb this morning!... I was happy!... Anyway. What was I sayin'? Ah ya, the terrace... I go close to Le Louvres now. People speaks Japanese and Spanish , I get nothing. It's relaxing. Like classical music, when one knows neither music theory nor the composer. I become a little bit curious again. But, you know, it fades quickly, and finally I need to go back to sleep for my job...
– So and music then? You, you loved music. Just listen to the sound of your own voice, how you talk about it! Weren't you playing some? The cello, right! I hope you did not stop!
– There is Pokemon Go's soundtrack now, this is enough."