2 1st problems, 1 2nd time.

There was a city called Paris.
There was a woman whose name does not matter.
There was a man with another last cigarette in his mouth.

There were two problems that seemed impossible to solve... but at last were solved in a very unusual way (typical of this man).

What happens with magic is that everyone tries to give a rational explanation to it. But even if you don't believe in magic, it happens.
Like all the time.

It was just one second in time, but it lasted enough. When fears are faced with blind faith, they just vanish and give way to success... most of the times.

And that's all that matters.



Oh, I almost forgot, there was also a great song (as always).

And what the old hi-fi was singing was:

Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
I'm on fire

Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
I'm on fire

Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby
edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
through the middle of my soul

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
and a freight train running through the
middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I'm on fire

The Fall

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e.e. cummings

"How the hell do I have to feel about this?"

"Take it easy, man; life just goes like that sometimes"

"Please, stop using those stupid expressions ment to make you feel better about all the crap you're swallowing..."

"James... seriously; do you feel that bad?"

"well..."

"Babylon..."

"... in fact... well, I feel really good... I think"

"That's right. You feel very good. Perhaps better than ever. And do you know why? I'll tell you: because you're alive. And what's more important than that: you're CONSCIOUS you're alive. All that so called 'toubles' are the essence of living, my friend... now you've learnt the lesson. And that has made all the difference."

"hum, I suppose you're right."

"I'm ALWAYS right, dude"

"I guess so...

Wow, it's late! I should be back by now... it's beginning to rain. Perhaps it seems I'm spending my time here... but it's worth it. Every single minute."

The man stood up, shook off his raincoat, lit a cigarette and walked away leaving his footsteps behind as he wandered through the brown and yellow layer covering the ground of the forest.

When he left, all was quiet in the wood. The only sound that broke that stillness for a while was that of a chestnut falling from the tree to whom James was faced a few minutes ago.