I’ve once bumped up to, in some village garden, an elderly man who drilled holes into snail shells. He was one of the co-founders of genetic engeneering in the Czech Republic. The man dedicated all of his life to improvement of the natural world so that it suits more and more to the needs of humanity. In the spring he retired. From a scientist he tries to reincarnate himself into an artist; and I am trying to find where is the borderline of bearable manipulation and to what extent we find ourselves beyond it in genetics as well as in our lives.
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