Once in the city, we were still at the traffic lights, blocked every Saturday morning as worthy of respect, I spoke with a member of the new song they have recorded, when I feel beat the window.
was a colored boy, a window cleaner, the same that I had noticed a few days before, leaning against a wall with her eyes lost. Today, however, swung into traffic, resigned and stoned a lot, come to us asked us some change. A nice guy, very experienced, but nice. While away, the lights came back green, it trumpeted the car and I thought that if it had continued the same chances of survival of the sparrow.
We were on foot. At one intersection, the pedestrian traffic lights green shoot but obviously the drunk who was about to stretch it, he must have noticed, I hope you crash somewhere. Not because I wish him bad, but just to do it come to your senses and remind him that it is normal for speeding at full throttle. Had not seen me, I believe. Like the guy in the bike, walking on sidewalks instead of on the bike path and I hit his arm. The guy has also turned around and raised a hand in apology.
But the point is not that.
is not the fact that in one morning, I almost stay dry twice, is that when they say that the city is a jungle, in terms of the dangers they are right, made me think. The
point that I stop to think about is that people in a hurry, running from somewhere. It seems that escapes, which is on the run, not only from what I understand.
from life, perhaps!
Song: The Kinks-All Day and All of the Night
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