(Sunday, February 28, 2010, 12:03)
[Listening to: The Bolero by Ravel]
There are two men here in Milan that 'appear' very rarely on Sunday morning. and play.
playing saxophone and clarinet. They bring joy and they are good, very good at their job. I do not know who they are or where they come from: Maybe he just bums. The throwing money out the window and thank them, almost mechanically.
recall Paris Montmartre , Impressionism and nineteenth centuries. They smile in your face are awesome.
pity, however, are not suitable for Milan: people here does not dream .
People here earn .
It's been over a month since I wrote this note.
Since then they have not returned ...
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