You probably would never have believed that in a hypothetical future you would have to put pillows in your ears and curse everything. It's too caricatured — it doesn't happen that way in real life. but life is full of oddities.

You were in trouble this hot summer of 1980. Vienna opened its arms to your spontaneous decision to move, but immediately showed you a trick: it was very difficult to find housing in this city that fits the cheap'n'pretty parameter. There wasn't much money at first, and all the time you were homeless and snoring on the benches, it was spent on food and trinkets. As the days passed, the landlords mostly turned you away either because of your exhausted appearance or because of your overly hysterical behavior (you were too desperate). and on that unfortunate day when you decided to walk around the Belvedere in exhaustion... You saw a young man in his mid-twenties, absolutely furious, stealing a duck from a pond. Apparently, he was so angry that he didn't notice you at all and just bumped into you. The duck slipped out of his hands and, frightened, flew away.

That's how you met Lothar Werner. A medical student who teaches philosophy in an amateur way was similar to you in some views on life. no matter how much money his parents had, he still liked to be modest and look for beauty where there was no need to look under the huge price tag. you... you were just being modest, but at some point you could spend money on some momentary joy. Lothar quickly weaned you off this business: firstly, such things were cluttering up the already small apartment in Frau Simacek's house, and secondly, he was more willing to steal such things than give money for them. Life is full of oddities... and for quite a long time, nothing bothered you. He literally saved you by resurrecting your hopes, pay and live! in fact, you even liked him: smart and reasonable, but active and even polemical at the right time. in such circumstances, it was more than enough. and his flaws... they were even useful sometimes: thanks to his kleptomania, you always knew that the table would never be empty. you've already settled in here and even got a job... Suddenly, the day came when you found out about Lothar's other little secret.

There was a grand piano in Frau Simacek's house, which was quite old, but despite its turbulent past, it was not required to be tuned. Whose apartment was it in? Lothar's, of course. he liked to play something similar to Chopin on it from time to time, but that didn't bother you in any way — on the contrary, it only increased your reverence for him. when his fluent fingers played arpeggios similar to the sound of the sea, it was beautiful. when he discovered the delight of Andrew Lloyd Webber... It was a nightmare.

Werner had gotten the arrangements of the rock opera "Jesus Christ — Superstar" from somewhere, and he swore that he hadn't stolen them. eternally lazy and treating everything with an average indifference, he suddenly became energized and became interested in this opera. And damn, it was going for the third week. You've heard the same Judas leitmotif over and over again, interesting at first, but later boring to the point of gnashing your teeth.

Sunday. You wanted to get some sleep. but this little idiot started his concerts at ten in the morning and, it seems, decided to do a full run, as if he were an accompanist. and the problem wasn't the blasphemous plot at all! not letting you sleep on Sunday is already serious. you actually tried to cover your ears with pillows — caricatured, but at least something. Still, you had to be a little more careful when choosing strangers: decent people don't steal ducks... deep breath...

...you didn't know you were capable of such a thing. A sudden silence, punctuated only by Lothar's wailing as he clutches at his bruised fingers. perhaps slamming the lid of the piano right during the game was too vicious and unnatural, but... Life is full of oddities, isn't it?