f ribaldry. He dressed in a dirty blue collared factory uniform that was worn at the edges. There was also a worthy secretary among us. She was especially skilled at organization and appearances. Her own appearance was always in the latest styles, for she dressed to impress her superiors, and she liked to impress. The black dress, made of quality silk, was carefully pressed at the edges; she tied her hair into a tight bun on top of her head. Upon her feet were shoes imported from European designers, but they did seem almost out of reach with her salary. Her superiors took liking to her, and she had climbed the corporate ladder until she hit the glass; her motto was: “Women want the top in corporations. Women want superiority over men.” She was past prime age, but not married. She traveled to places over the world: she had been in the Temple of Heaven at Beijing, to Rome, and the shrines of Japan. Her age never fettered her life; she compensated for the loss in youth with increased cheerfulness. This way, she would still be able to impress her male superiors. At a party or in any company she was often the center of attention, as her skill for gossiping and chatting was impressive. She kept up diligently with the sports news, and she knew each baseball team well enough to predict which of two in a game would win. She herself could throw a baseball fairly hard and run quick enough to be safe. As for her superiors, it is easy to say they were more than corporate colleagues. I saw pictures of her together with each individually. She definitely knew the magic of love, and used it frequently to climb the corporate ladder. Last amongst us pilgrims was a charity worker. This charity worker was bald, except for the side strands of brown hair which he grew long enough so it could be pulled across the baldness. He had a smooth and slimy smile like a salesman, while his eyes were set back in his skull, and were cap...
