How about we… Go to the fish market - the real deal one - in the Bronxs - from 1:00 am to 7:00. Then we can go for coffee... A little backward i know.
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How about we… Go to the fish market - the real deal one - in the Bronxs - from 1:00 am to 7:00. Then we can go for coffee... A little backward i know.
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I'll tell you when i see you.
The Dreamers. (Bertolucci)
In 8 words: For those who look but do not see.
First concert? You will never know who this is! 'Eros Ramazzotti"! I was 10. Dream one? An impossible one: Fela Kuti.
I listen. Thus the knowledge.
There is no such a thing. There is always a forgetting and/or a forgiving. Although things like not keeping the door open and white socks just might be it for me.
Funny. I just learned about this american tradition a few days ago. Probably I would bring a picture I took. A picture is worthy a thousands words right?
Out in space. Or a philosopher.
Him. And us together.
Shadows and lines.
Vulcanic.