I liked the colors of their clothing; the way they walked; the cruelty in some faces; now and then the almost pure beauty in another face, totally and enchantingly female. They had it over us: they planned much better and were better organized. While men were watching professional football or drinking beer or bowling, they, the women, were thinking about us, concentrating, studying, deciding - whether to accept us, discard us, exchange us, kill us or whether simply to leave us. In the end it hardly mattered; no matter what they did, we ended up lonely and insane Αφιερωμένο σε αυτούς που προχθές στο μετρό, καυχιόταν μεγαλοφώνως για την βαρβατίλα τους....μαζί με τα συλλυπητηριά μου....
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