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Placidity Shops

I walked down the lane, took a sip of the electrolyte shake and proceeded to the shop.
My PDA was flooding with notifications about my high blood pressure and unrhythmic beatings of my heart.
My oxygen levels were normal since my oxy jets   were re filled yesterday.

Its very difficult to spot a placidity shop these days.It took me 50 hours track down one in my country.

I was welcomed by a group of nuns who wore robes which was made of some sort of animal skin.I think its leather,its the closest to leather which I have seen in a decade. A nun who hid his face walked me to the placidity chamber.
The head of the institution was sitting on the side of chamber,his face covered with a veil.
And then..

I started to tell him all my worries,sorrows,tensions and all burdens.He heard everything like a little kid with calm and composure.
Just like the priests in Catholic church who used to give confessions.
I felt so happy once I was done with unloading the burden from my head.
I went back home.At night I could feel peace with myself,no more warning  pulse notifications in my PDA.
I slept like a baby but  without a sleeping bag this time.
I finally felt happiness without the help of pills and machines.
My virtual assistant booked an advanced appointment for me for next year in the placidity shop to buy peace .

Oh I forgot to liquefy water to make O2..

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