Is only when i walk down the streets at night that i get the same feeling i had in Spain.
It lasts two minutes. Is some strange kind of freedom, it invites you to be there.
Breathing all the air your lungs can take.
I wonder if it is night’s fault. A fresh walk.
Like you are openning an package that you are suppose to.
I could explode bones on those walks.
I could swear to those gods whom i do not believe.
- Beta Mandelli