It’s amazing how some people will let you stand in front of them with an invasive device and record their movements for posterity. I didn’t expect him to let me, but I thought I’d ask anyway. You know me.
Not only did he let me photograph him, but he went about his business with complete naturalness.
He had a pure silver tooth that gleamed in the sunlight when he talked. From a distance, I’d mistaken these rusted old pipes for a Gaudiesque sculpture. It was a beautiful morning.
Sometimes people throw things, this last Saturday we were able to recycle two iron antique structures of broken sewing tables in a container. My friend knows how to sell this well and i have for PopCorn
Which part of town is that, Gracia?
Close: it was in Eixample Dreta, just below Gracia.