~Pethack

If the whole street stayed sobber, the delight covers all the faces, the faces fused under the condition of inapropriate behaviour. Slightly the crowd is getting wet by rain, slowly the drops fall on different surfaces of human and street, of wolfs and bike-riders. In all this well known climate everything has a chance to happen. Posed at the square, an aesthetically ascetical strider proclaimed vaguely that everything even WILL happen. The birds were listening to him carefully whereas the rest wasn´t at all. The natural attraction? The final stroke against the winner.