5:45 p.m., Keyserlei, in front of Media Mart: a tall, grey haired, frowning middle-eastern man skips down the street. At full speed. And somehow manages to smoke a cigarette at the same time. Heads turn, incredulous at how it is possible to skip so joylessly.
6:09 p.m., intersection of Astridplein and Carnotstraat: a businessman's bike gets caught in the tram tracks. It wheels around and smacks right into another bike. Both riders flail their arms uselessly and the tram track man is launched head over handlebars in slow motion, his briefcase flung into the air. Five people, all different ages and races, immediately rush to his aid - no losing faith in humanity in this town.
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spotted in oostmalle: one chinese guy eating a caesar salad in the gutter after getting kicked out of the Poliander, the blackhaired girl from K3 looking for that new blonde b*tch who ran away because of stage freight, and three naked cuban hookers who came all the way from westmalle looking for a piece of me. Crazy shit. Congratiulations.
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