Tuesday, December 3, 2013

New Hair during Rush Hour



De músico, poeta y loco, todos tenemos un poco
Of musician, poet and madman we all have our measure


I bought one kg of sweet cherry from an old man in the street. I gave it to Adam. I just burst into the shop, dropped the bag on his lap and rushed out right after that.

"Thank you very much," he managed to say and rushed out after me with a broad grin on his face and my hat in his hand. He handed me the hat and rushed right back.