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Friday, November 09, 2007
A picture I didn't take.
At the base of the red column something catches his eye. He nudges it and tentatively lifts up the corpse of a small bird. Red and grey, I think. Turning round he flashes me a smile and holds it up, horrifying the woman passing by with his new trophy. A change I guess from a daily routine of selling trinkets to those of us lucky to be able to pay three Euros for a coffee on the seafront. No fun, however, if you're seven years old.