quinta-feira, junho 04, 2009

i am responsible when anyone, anywhere reaches out for help

"In the freezing cold, it was early June, a couple, completely naked, had sex in the arena. A crowd gathered and stared, and they kept at it. When they were done, they lay there for a while and he drew a cigarette, which they shared. Oblivious to the crowd, they then got up and started to get dressed. She finished before him, then stole another cigarette and walked away. When he was done, he went after her, walking faster to catch up.

The crowd just stood here. Some of the boys walked away when it was done. Most of the rest, when she finished getting dressed. Those left stayed a while longer. The girls whispered and giggled, other just stared into the cold cement where the couple just been, trying to make sense of what they'd just seen.

A girl with glasses ran after her.

'May I have your autograph?', she asked, hiding nervousness behind breathlessness.

The girl smiled, signed a piece of paper and asked:

'May I have yours?'"

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