Istun, mõtlen. Olen väsinud. Päevad voolavad kuidagi kiiresti ja ühetabaselt õhtusse. Ei jaksa midagi teha ega mõelda. Tallinnasse on sügis ka kohale jõudnud, ilmad on külmad ja tuulised.
Ei tea kuhu edasi minna oma eluga.
N.
..::The Anals of History::..
This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "Save us!"… And I'll whisper "No."
