quarta-feira, 23 de maio de 2007
Smoking a cigarrette, overwhelmed by the old part of the city, I suddenly realize there´s no way to put the finished Marlboro away... I felt sorry for not beeing that portuguese Joåo who would find a moment with no one looking and throw it away .... And, coming from nowhere ... a strong wind did solve the problem .... no more cigarrette to extinguish.... Was that a trick of destiny only ? .... Or did it have a bit of me ???
@ 5:38 PM