I walk a bit it rains a bit I stop over in some entrance the rain stops I walk a bit and then it rains again and I stop over in some entrance my umbrella is closed and water trickles and falls down in drops from the palms of leaves a truck passes by then another then a tram then a third truck all newly wet and I?m holding my wet umbrella standing and I imagine myself playing the role of a wandering knight in some ballet
A little bit more and I?m going to brandish my umbrella like a sword.
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