In a world of round tomatoes, Alexis saw the opportunity...

Alexis was pestered by nightmares of rotten tomatoes, hunting him down in the late night. Particularly those hot and wet Greek nights, when he would toss and turn in his bed untilthe neighbor's cock, would crow, just before dawn. 
No matter what he tried (sleeping pills, uppers, downers,  warm milk) the image of rotten tomatoes would hant his nights.

His teacher suggested he could help him sleep it off, if Alexis would just spend the night in his shabby condo, just outside the city center, but Alexis thought the guy was not square.

And then it struck him.

Re-visit the image of rotten tomatoes with a square attitude, and all of a sudden, he is laughing at it, no longer afraid. 

Sleep tight, Alexis.