The opposite of Blade Runner

Outskirts of Florence, near the airport,

lost in space and time,

almost total silence, some old ladies buying

a small bakery with wonderful bread. Places you only pass because they are on the way to somewhere else.
And because you don’t have a car anymore and go everywhere by bike !!!!!!!

no special neighbourhood, shops that sell anything from catfood to pressure pots
somekind of spell is present

I cannot name it,  but I can feel it, smell it and see it

then I understand: It is the dwarf calling me to dance with him

as I did so many years ago !!!!

4 thoughts on “The opposite of Blade Runner

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