Oct 9, 2020
9 min read
What If You Had the Devil’s Jacket?
A Short Story to Understand Corruption
I have always considered myself a man of simple pleasure: give me a good cup of coffee, maybe with some brandy in it, a beautiful woman to pass the night, and I’m the happiest person out there. I don’t like expensive clothes, nor do I find pleasure in wearing a jacket that was made with some exotic material and costed thousands of euros.
