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- I don’t want to be a murderer. No, sir. You came in to be shaved. And I do my work honorably. I don’t want to stain my hands with blood. Just with lather, and nothing else. You are an executioner; I am only a barber. Each one to his job. That’s it. Each one to his job.
- After much thought, the barber decides to not kill the executioner, as he is honorable in doing his work.
- Will it be like the other day?What are you planning to do?
- I must hurry. Through the mirror, I took a look at the street. It appeared about as usual: there was the grocery shop with two or three customers. Then I glanced at the clock: two-thirty.
- The executioner closes his eyes again and the barber resumes his work. The barber uses this as an opportunity to look outside as he is conflicted with contemplating the potential consequences of his actions.
- Are you going to punish all of them?
- Yes, all of them.
- This is indeed a very special customer. How many of ours had he sent to their death? How many had he mutilated? Torres did not know I was his enemy. Neither he nor the others knew it. It was going to be very difficult to explain how it was that I had him in my hands and then let him go in peace, alive, clean-shaven.
- As the executioneer's beard has almost disappeared, the barber cannot keep his thoughts in order and is under immense stress on deciding if he should kill the executioner or not.
- I am a revolutionary but not a murderer. And it would be so easy to kill him. He deserves it. Or does he? No, damn it! No one deserves the sacrifice others make in becoming assassins. What is to be gained by it? Nothing.
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