I live in a large cosmopolitan city, rich in diversity and peculiarities.
The multitude of tourists is uncontrollable. Like a flooded river pervades every corner of the street. But not all, some areas remain quiet and able to keep a certain distance from the chaotic crowd, which is characterized by an indifferent curiosity.
At these corners you can find the Street’s dreamers. Tired or captured by a light sleep, they begin to dream.
You can not find out where they are at the moment.
I just have to imagine that I dream for them, taking their place for an instant, dreaming of what I want.
They are Street’s dreamers, better not to wake them up.
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