Barcelona, 27 October 2006

She wore the same pair of shoes, the same worn jeans and put the same shining smile on her face. She was in Barcelona once again. she got lost in the crowd, passed unknown tunnels, talked to the same language: humanity...
A cat interrupted her thoughts. Was it stuck somewhere? Possibly. Was it hungry? Most probably. She tried hard to reach its cries, but no luck. Only when she gave in, a little kitten appeared in front of her, hungry: for love...
She got her bike, rode the entire city. A drug-addict was yelling at her, she thought, perhaps yelling at red dragons. She was trapped by the red traffic light. He drove closer and closer. She wore the same shining smile, looked at him in the eye and talked to the same language: humanity...