Today, the Jelacic platz.
Across the tram station I see a woman on the wrong side of the 40's, welll into it. Looks like an older fifica. On the other hand, she reminds,because of her face to my first real love, Vesna.
I approach. 'You wouldn't happen to be Vesna by any chance, would you?'
'Why, yes, I am Vesna', but it turns out it's a different Vesna.
So how do we know each other, if we do? Perhaps I was into sports and training hard, she says.
Her hair is greasy, and tied in a Pipi the long hair style. Bright red skirt, and leather jacket. Bad teeth and really worn out face.
Or maybe you were visiting tajgas? 'Scuse me? That's impossible', I say.
'Well, then, maybe you should start?', she says.
Hahahahah!
Post je objavljen 14.05.2009. u 00:29 sati.