The declining strength of the fourth power.

A kiosk was for sale nearby our home.
The old man running it was probably tired and put a note asking for 45.000 euro.
I wondered about buying it and thus enter the alluring world of press.
Afterwards, I remarked that the following kiosk was also on the market as well as others around the town.
Probably the business is declining, notwithstanding the innumerable effects on sale with the papers nowadays.
One day this kiosk closed down and a new notice informed that the price was negotiable.
Last Wednesday I passed by and on the stall there was another note; the price is now 25.000, and a ghastly post-scriptum, by the owner, was informing: I am still alive!.