Imagine yourself a very small town where there's an old lady who has two siblings: one boy, 17, and a daughter, 14. She's serving them breakfast and has a worried expression on her face. Her sons ask her what's wrong and she answers:
- I don't know, but I have woke up with the feeling that something very terrible will happen to this town.
They laugh at their mother. They say those are old people feelings, it happens. The son then goes to play to the billiards. And at the moment he's about to strike a simple cannon, the other player says to him:
- I bet you a dollar that you won't do it.
Everyone laughs, he laughs, he shoots and misses. Then pays his dollar due and everyone asks him what happened since it was a simple shot. He replies:
- It's true, but I'm concerned about something my mother told me this morning, about something terrible that is gonna happen to this town.
All laugh at him, and the dollar winner goes back home. Once there, where he's with his mother, happy about his dollar he tells to his mother:
I won this dollar to Dámaso on the simplest way because he's such a fool.
And why is him such a fool?
Well, because he couldn't strike a very simple cannon worried about the idea that her mother woke up this morning with a feeling that something terrible will happen to this town.
Then his mother tells him:
- Don't make fun out of old people feelings because sometimes they come true.
She listens to him and then goes to buy food. She says to the butcher shopkeeper:
- I want a pound of meat. And at the moment she's being served, she adds: No, better let them be two, because they're saying something terrible will happen to this town and it's best to be prepared.
The butcher dispatches her meat and when another lady comes to buy a pound of meat too, he tells her:
- Better take two, because people is coming here saying something very terrible will happen, and they're preparing and buying things.
Then the old lady replies:
- I have several sons, look, better give me four pounds.
She takes the four pounds and to make the long story short, I'll say that the butcher in half an hour runs out of meat. Go gets more from the warehouse and he sells all of it again while the rumor spreads. The moment comes when everyone in the town is waiting for something to happen. All activities are stopped and suddenly, at two o'clock, weather's hot as usual. Someone says:
Hey! have you noticed how hot it is?
Yeah, but this town has always been hot!
So hot that it's a town where musicians had their instruments mended with tar and always played under a shade because if they played under the sun, their instruments will tear down in pieces.
However someone says:
It's never been that hot at this time!
Yup, but it's only at two o'clock when it's hotter.
Yes, but not so hot as now!
To the desert town, to the desert town square, suddenly a little bird comes down and a rumor spreads:
- There's a bird in the town square!
And everyone comes frightened, to look at the little bird.
Come on people! there have always been little birds who come down here.
Yes, but never at this time.
It comes to a moment of such tension for the town residents, that everyone all of the sudden is desperate for leaving and are not brave enough to do it.
- I am a real man. Someone yells. I'm leaving!
He takes his goods, his children, his animals, place them on a cart and passes through the central street where all the poor town is looking at him until the time they all say:
- If he dares to leave, then we are leaving too.
And they literally start to desert the town. They take their goods, animals, everything.
And one of the last to abandon the town says:
- Let no disgrace come to what is left from our house. And then he burns it and others start to burn their houses too.
They all run away in tremendous and true panic. Like in a war exodus. And in the middle of everyone... is the woman who had the premonition crying out:
- I said something very terrible will happen... and they told me I was crazy!
"An english translation from one of the many famous short stories by the acclaimed Colombian writer Gabriel García Márquez"
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Moral of the story:
There are still some around here who wonder why this continues to happen with impunity and without any justification and that there is no one so far to correct it, denounce them, stop them and prevent once and for all that these wanton blatant thefts continue happening. ¡Always at the last minute! ¿Huh? my dear @pfunk? 
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