Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Luggage Tag Disney Cruise

scene with a man who laughs

The man is sitting at the counter. Look out the window and then the rest of the peers. The light goes out gradually from the small desks located next to the window to the farthest. The electric lights on the latter, fall, and fall are not quite bad enough over the heads of two women and three men, one of them is the new kid who has entered ago little. The business logic is the newest place away from sources of distraction, whether the front door, the coffee machine or the window that faces the street. No one takes care of ventiluz overlooking the winter garden because they represent, and represent quite well, no one would be interested in the imperceptible growth of plants, no one would bother to watch the uncertain path of an ant and the flight of the recalcitrant spiders. While answering the phone
man on blue paper traces two opposing curved lines. He stops and smiles warmly at the insistence of the man who has the other side of the line. Recognizes, from the bottom rough but friendly voice, his uncle, the brother of her father with whom the family has not had contact in years, after a dispute over some land in Santa Fe. While the memories emerge, the man recognized in drawing a planet that would be Mercury, but more smooth and flat and surrounded by clouds. The lines are not touching so that land dimensions expand. The man says: "If you. Is responsible registered no problem, sir" and long laughter. It is a complete laugh all the teeth and failing to understand the distance and silence, but complete and excenta of evil, aimed squarely on the head probably bald uncle cane or stranger, exiled or litigated. While
laughs nervous moves in the swivel chair and up, from below, the pain of sprained ankle playing soccer a few days before, just as the world loses one of its poles because man has torn the paper. The uncle immediately cut the phone, offended and do not understand anything. The laughter keeps falling and bathe the infant head that leans on the counter man. The baby off the ground the blue paper to the South Pole of Mercury and delivers. Returns to her mother who is sitting in chairs, waiting their turn and squeezing the number 39.

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