SONG: Nina simone - Mr Bojangles
There is a lot of noise.
It doesn’t matter where you
look, there are euphoric people screaming and queuing.
If you look to the right, you
can see some people getting out of the roller-coaster. There is a girl who
looks very frightened as she is shivering and white as the snow. A guy who
could be her brother or her boyfriend is holding her at the same time that he
is telling her something.
A bit more to the left, there
is a baby in a baby carriage who is crying, and a very beautiful woman, who I
suppose is his mother, who is talking on her mobile phone. There is a pacifier
on the floor. The baby must be crying because of that. Poor kid!
I hear some shouts behind me,
so I turn around to see what is happening. There are two men who are ready to
start a fight whereas they shout one each other in an inhumane way. A woman is
crying and asking them to stop, although it is in vane, as it is as if they
couldn’t see her.
The people who are queuing to
ride on the big wheel are moving.
The man who is in front of me
holds a young girl, probably his granddaughter, who is watching me in a serious
way. I smile at her and after a few moments, she returns me back the smile.
I stop looking at the girl to
observe a group of birds that just came out of a tree. But my attention passes
quickly from the birds to a frisbee that finishes in the hands of a twelve year
old kid.
Next to him, there is a cotton
candy stall.
My day starts well.
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