The melted chocolate on the driver's seatI notice in the evening that the lot parking does lie in shadow no more. As I open the door very hot air comes out of the car. A lake of melted chocolate is on the driver's seat.
I am onto the way to Prague too a business meeting. The time is brief and I eat something chocolate while I go. At the hotel where meeting should occur, I am pleased to have found a shady lot parking over it. The whole day of discussions about different projects with solar energy and of several meetings with different companies and inventors. I become appointed as the chief for marketing and application engineering. My task is to explore new markets for photovoltaic. I notice in the evening that the lot parking does lie in shadow no more. As I open the door very hot air comes out of the car. A lake of melted chocolate is on the driver's seat. On the way home, I think all the time about my new task and the melted chocolate. I stop on a lot parking and measure the roof of my Renault Espace TD. Square meters, insulation, the international market to cars and a new plan to lead mankind into the solar age was borne:
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