small concentric circles.
On iridescent surface, the dog pee free small concentric circles, dancing on the puddle, distorting the reflection of some trees and the dog is peeing.
In Varanasi i cani hanno forse l’anima salva, come la gente che scende nel Gange.
Non rinasceranno più e questa è davvero una bella notizia. Vicino a un piccolo giardino, sotto una palma, il cane annusa un cartone in cui un tempo doveva esserci un qualche tipo di elettrodomestico.
Il cane come estasiato dal suo contenuto, inizia a farsi strada con la bocca e con le zampe verso il suo interno. Vuole il contenuto, ma di colpo si blocca: piccola bambola dai capelli biondi sarai ancora viva?
Non dà segni di vita.
Un tizio in cerca di rottami e buone cose vecchie, ma ancora utili, osserva la scena e si avvicina interessato. The dog growls, the guy moves his hand in the air, sending him away.
For now the violence is not needed.
The guy searches the harvest of his day and for a while 'is to think. With some annoyance download the roll of copper wire, then collect the cardboard box with its contents and vital puts the cart: a cross between a bike and a tricycle for adults, with items on the front door already filled with pieces tin and the carcass of an old television.
He sets off to finish his usual route collection. If you find something valuable if you decide to do to his passenger, the end of the roll of copper wire.
the evening, I arrived home, a shack set up with different crops in various materials, a woman and several children's eyes you are meeting with hope and fear. The guy does not give him attention. He says the woman to bring in the child with all the cardboard box. If not dead, something will be tomorrow.
A blond child in Varanasi is much like going to see Jesus making his way to buy at the market with its beautiful dark wooden cross. They have appeared, but since the crowd of many people, the world is not the same. And this has been understood for a while '.
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