Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Manila Moonlight

  • I smoked by the sidewalks today and watched every passer by. I never looked at faces though, just the shoes, as if they keep their secrets in their soles. 
  • An old Japanese man asked me for a light. He bowed his Japanese bow and that was the biggest gesture of courtesy I got from a stranger. Most of the time, strangers are nicer. 
  • There was a tourist couple who gave some homeless man a warm blanket and a Daniel Steel book. The neighboring homeless man was asleep, cuddling with his half empty bottle of beer.
  • I don't feel well. My body hates me. I don't care that much, I'm afraid.

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