Presence

Today I had breakfast with a stranger. He, tall, blonde and handsome, was talking to some friends at the tram station. Already a bit out of the conversation, he looked at me. I did like I didn’t notice it but I felt his light eyes on me several times, like inviting me to share the look. So I looked, and with my dark eyes I asked him: «Why just sharing a look if we can share the morning? Let’s come, I just bought breakfast.» And he couldn’t look away and started to walk behind me. And he didn’t think about his friends anymore. He was thinking only about the present in front of him.

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Español/English Las aventuras y los viajes de la Ardilla Montaraz ~Adventures and trips of a wild squirrel La despensa de la Ardilla Montaraz ~Larder of a wild squirrel
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