Here’s another. We must adapt and change with the culture and quit relying on old methods of providing the news.
Madame Summer Rose looks into the crystal ball. Beads of sweat accumulates above her eyebrow but no one is to distract her by wiping off the sweat for her. She is concentrating so hard for some images to surface that she didn’t realise those sweats. She sees it, she see the future of newspaper. Actually, there is no future for newspaper. It appears that, slowly but surely, one day, newspaper might just be a thing of the past, just like typewritters.
