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4 What use does loving have? Love can’t explain itself! It’s just something like that! That comes from God knows where And takes you by the hair. Edith Piaf.. A quoi ca sert l'amour **** Didn't understand any word from the song playing, but she guessed that it was probably Spanish. That café was weird indeed.. Why don't they just play normal songs.. ? Trying to be classy or something..? Then she found herself thinking about her case.. At least she still had her hair and body, and had the ability to listen to songs, which won't last for two more weeks.. Her case will get worse That she won't be able to have her body or senses in their normal shape.. She won't even have the strength then to commit suicide.. And even worse, she wasn't ready for the torture surrounding her in the scene of the clock's arms running, taking from her life account.. One month.. Three weeks.. Two weeks.. Then...? She was almost feeling the tumor feeding on her soul as much as it was feeding on her body.. She looked for a second at the laboratory results bitterly.. Theoretically and based on these results, she only had two more weeks to live from now.. - Would you like to order something miss..?