Late one afternoon as the others, except that the weather was quite pleasant.
I decided to return by the docks, history to enjoy this late period it is still light the way home from work.
What's nicer than walking along a river and enjoy the soothing sound of trickling water?
Um, the idea is unfortunately not very smart because a lot of people lounging on park benches that line my way: drug addicts, unemployed, drug addicts, homeless, thugs and Irish here and there, some drug addicts.
Yes, Dublin to the feat of containing more addicts to heroin as Paris and New York together and oddly, every time that they took me out of statistics, I'm not surprised ...
Walking along the docks is not that long, 10/15 minutes at most, but alas, this parade of all that human misery has more humiliating, degrading sometimes does not help the proliferation of Happy thoughts.
reeked of alcohol at 15 meters, clothing doubtful, empty eyes, looking every 5 meters for a coin by persons in brand shoes, abound as Vista users and Jehovah's Witnesses to make the even more sinister table. Each
pas qui me rapproche de mon domicile suit également un chemin qui va de la pitié à l'exaspération jusqu'à finir par de la haine.
Arrivé devant chez moi, gonflé de pensées ultra négatives, une ultime apothéose pour compléter la farandole :
Deux jeunes femmes dont une légèrement habillée, gloussant avec deux types au QI médian fort probablement peu élevé, le tout en fumant quelques joints et sirotant de la bière. Petite cerise sur le gâteau, une petite fille dans les 4 ou 5 ans dansant au son d'une radio sans pile d'une façon assez équivoque, laissant penser qu'elle sera aisément jeune mère au détour d'une soriée nightclub in hard liquor.
The cup was full, hatred dripping from every pore of my skin, disgust was bleeding from my nose and my mouth, the urge to slap penetrated and shattered all my muscles ...
And suddenly ....
Both girls are looking strong and with incredible recklessness have to start kissing.
And yet again.
In short, more or less sensual kisses although very little too French for my taste, all before the little girl is taking her first court probblement homosexuality lesbian.
Well fancy that at this point, any I hate pfiùùù, boom!
Like what, tolerance, it is really nothing!
That there was a small quick update, since I received some pressure from some readers (who must heave a sigh of exasperation when reading the note and telling himself that decidedly all men are truly evil, but not why) but yeah I know, more notes to come one day soon, including on security plane, the e feel good about it.
