Ont off like that on a whim very nice place to stop the fracturing of our sages fears. It looks like the momentum of two idiots from high school in a bit of time to occupy. Hiding their troubles in false colors false causes. We have had quite realistic and reason, a little crazy sometimes. It was at him in his small suburban home, brown-tipped grass half burned by the sun, older bike in rust beside the car in the small gravel driveway. Sitting in his living room with a dull bottle of liquor disgusting that I take heart, him with a soda. Seeking programs most pitiful that French television has to offer is a 4 o'clock in the morning. I think what threw us on the path of our wandering in the damp summer night 2004, "a program for reading classical literature has young players who cited thin out loud in exaggeration tired which accentuates their loneliness on a green background behind them that will scroll the foul 3d landscape of a lake. Representation as that of a sect promoting botanical paradise with its unique qualities. I get up and said it was time to go outside, in a pulse that does not explain, I just push us has the desire to walk that took me a belly this moment. Have
s'emmena line tar close to home that traces the lonely road that sweeps between small mountain. Distant cousin of small hills. Walking aimlessly dragging our basketball, rapping tar momentum nonchalant, still warm from the heat of the day. Hitting small stones in front of us lost. The position of the moon's halo of light that filled the cloud which cache. Houses on one side and trees shading a meager water court each other.
-A Day in the river at the edge when I was little I find a book by Henry Miller. There were
-in what state?
-Intact.
-Don 't lucky.
"I was 9 years so if you want It was not really the kind of book that interested. It was just something free and intact. I shall return to my father, who has probably never read. I recall the names just by what I find that sound good and what was "sexus" and with a name like that works the mind of a child. I just browse to look for sex but it was dedant writing too cumbersome for me.
-Tu has been read?
-I try but it made me swell.
-Show me where you found it.
-There'll surely no other.
I know, it's just for show.
They descended the gentle slope of grass clinging to the dry branches of trees scratching our hands. The light of the last fixture of the road through the filter a few leaves before the horizontal black gulf at the foot of the last house. Arriving at the water's edge near stagnant, there was a nasty smell and I would not put one of my fingers in this "river".
-Melt the end of your wax and things will get better, you understand.
So says this man has the look of dummy bum, beautiful and wild, dirty, his shirt out and punctured and releasing an inexplicable charm just by the position of her body, its shape, its edges, which become detached. Sitting in the process of smoking a tobacco box. When we see we know he does not smoke for style or accessory, it's all smoke. When he says this, have had seen a few meters of us sitting in the dark on a rock rock child. His bare feet in pieces of polished glass and sharp, concrete sand, bags and other plastic component streams of town. Even small, even at the edge of nature. Watching the water, rays of light photogenic on his shirt as if he had any power of magazine nymphet. Loan us the pub for a perfume sweating and opening the mouth, eyes closed.
Why you say that?
"It's just a board friends, believed the experience of my 35 years young.
"Then you're just smoking a philosopher, naked feet in dirty water to give your advice to people who have the idea of moving here.
-Not really, I smoke it all. And you do what?
-Have not really know, for now it is supposed to show me the place where he had found a new book here at the water's edge.
-What book?
Sexus-Henry Miller.
-A little further down you had two guys who buttfuck, so unless you are voyeurs or what have you. I hope your magical place and in the other direction of the puddle.
-Ok.
My friend seems to want to interfere and hear less from him.
I close my mouth next time, so I would not spend a lot of attention as an actor, "philosopher" as you say.
-ON has said nothing about the actor.
I know, my ears hear well. I took the advance on ...
He stops, leaving the point of his cigarette glowing reddish consume only its stem cancer in a kind of light breath of the air stream passes. Looking something up in the trees behind Me, I turn around and there is nothing in that tree.
-I take the opportunities ahead.
-Ok let's say that I understood.
He smiled.
Listen, when I was a kid I lost a baby tooth, the teeth of the vampire in the corner you know? And so I put it under my pillow like every kid with one tooth less.
It sucks a puff of his cigarette dry, which takes almost as a fire red almost infinite.
-I put my pillow's blue.
It blows away from us by turning the head, blowing gray voluptuousness of his aspiration. which traces rays of light in three dimensions all around.
And the next day, magic, she was replaced by a twenty-franc piece.
"You know who he is Santa Claus?
-Stop being cynical especially when the story is not over. I was about eight years, so of sour before the little smile I had already done this tour. But it was the first time she let me play with the level of higher consciousness that I was this age we will say ... I'm Result ask how she knew that I had lost my tooth, I I am told that it was my mother who has warned. And finally I do not know why I said it rather watch me constantly. I terrorize, no more sleep and a night to get rid of her. I I'm pulling all the teeth little by little with my own hands. Fortunately for me and unfortunately, I learned two things, one of the teeth grow back after all these teeth of children. And two that I skyzophrÊne early. It starts in life these two pieces of information, I assure you. A child with lots of teeth is less usual, but a child without teeth, looks daze by Medoc it is much less.
The atmosphere, felt the adrenaline and all that ascends to an explosion at the end of his sentence.
-All that to say that if you do not understand me, it's normal.
